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Krystal: Adam -- shh, shh, shh, just keep it down, ok, you're going to wake the baby.
Adam: Who let you in?
Adam: What the hell is going on here?
Krystal: What does it look like?
Tad: Krystal's moving back in.
Let's say, for the sake of argument, that crime lords and assorted sadistic criminals were after my best friends and, by extension, me and I wanted to keep my daughter and wife safe.
So I try to think of places to hide them and keep them safe. I'm a PI, so I know all of the safe places in town.
The most logical and safest place in town is the mansion of my archenemy who happens to be the ex-husband of my current wife who, for the duration of my wife's pregnancy, thought he was the father of my daughter because my gold-digging wife (I say this with love) was perfectly content to lie to him about the baby's paternity if it got her access to his bank account, but they eventually had a falling out and he stranded her while she was in labor and eventually attempted to sell my daughter and I kind of foam at the mouth whenever his name is mentioned and take in his older children and try to indoctrinate them into my world where he is evil and I am the arbiter of all things good.
Sure, you may point out, the mansion of my archenemy was also the place where a serial killer killed my soulmate via poison pancakes, but what are the odds of a sadistic criminal striking twice in the same place? Slim to none, my friend, slim to none.
No matter how impressed I was with my brilliance or how stressed out I was over the fact that my friends and family might die, I like to think that, if push came to shove and it was a matter of life and death and I really needed my wife and daughter to live under the same roof as my archenemy/her ex-husband, I would at least have the decency to shoot an email over to my archenemy/her ex-husband, giving him a head's up so that he didn't walk into his house to find my freakshow family making themselves right at home and get snapped at for speaking loudly in his own home. Then again, my momma raised me right.