She gave a little bit of a peek into the room in question, but he closed the door before she had a chance to read any of the spines of the various books the man had about the desk. She didn't get curious, she had no reason to be, right? Not at the moment in any case. She continued to follow him through the house, listening to him explain all that she must do in order to clean his house. Overwhelmed, she could feel that lump forming in her throat that warned her that she was feeling a little bit of stress, yet she made no complaints.