"You are welcome to stay if you wish. It's a free country from what I hear." Dolemeck said with a weak smile. He picked up a guitar from a stand, taking a good look at it. He sighed, seeing how it was badly strung, and proceeded to re-string the instrument.

"someone was in a hurry, like there bum was on fire or something." He muttered, fixing the instrument, and then playing a few cords on it. "There we go, that sounds better."