"Alright," she answered, looking over at Illya and back in the mirror at Solo; the drive was not a very long one, but the car was fun to ride in even for short distances.

The entrance to her apartment was comfortable; there was a large common area and a small but efficient kitchen, a smaller living room set off to one side and the hallway leading to the closet, bedroom and bath discreetly closed. The balcony was by far what dominated the space, and the very large dog currently lounging on the couch, snoozing with his elegant head draped over an armrest. "If you'll tell me what you want, we can sit outside. It's not very noisy at all."