The Bush House Museum had quite a collection of good portraits, considering its size and how it's more like a house really than a public museum. Howard couldn't help but admire a few of them despite the injuries and the task of searching for a monster hunter.
The real exhibit was the furniture and restored arrangements of the house back that the Bush family owned back in the 19th century. It was a time capsule and was preserved to look as much as it did before.
People also traveled around the gardens and other areas of the estate. But since it was raining, Howard didn't really have time to smell the flowers, both literally and figuratively.
Hopefully the rain would muffle his footsteps in this very quiet house. There was no one around, not even guards because of the news of the incoming hurricane. They just closed it up and locked the doors since it's uncommon for this small dainty area to experience robbers.
