Once the front door was shut, 'Victor' made his way over to the kitchen area to get the kettle on. As he did so, he waved a dismissive hand.

"You call it chaos, I call it the opposite. There's a system in place and a rightful place for everything. I know exactly where I need to find anything I need."

Nevermind that he just pulled the kettle out from a cupboard which holds clean towels. It made perfect sense for the kettle to be there. And did some of the vines belonging to that big plant just tap impatiently against the wall behind it?