At the Bolshevik's House

I told Amy to meet me at the corner of Walnut Street and Cobun, right down the block from James Monroe's old house. The area now is a mix of old one family houses and houses converted for college living, but we noticed something odd as we approached Monroe's house. It was one of those houses in South Park that you didn't really notice when you passed by. It was falling over and looked condemned, but yet lived in; however, that really isn't that strange in Morgantown. The weird part was the fact that this house sat farther back on its lot than the houses around it, it was almost hidden by the other houses. We cautiously approached the front door and as we did so the door swung open. There in front of us stood a man with graying hair in a plaid bathrobe.
"So, you got a card too?" he said as he held up a white business card with those all too familiar words.