My apartment was a little bit of a mess, as it typically was. I kept myself busy enough with jobs that tucking everything back into its place just didn't seem necessary. The coffee table was mostly covered in research papers comparing and contrasting the various bounty heads that were up for grabs on the market, and my Glock sat right beside them, halfway through being cleaned. Draped over the sofa were a couple of coats I was picking between for my job, one of them a bit more ostentatious with its fur lining, and another one a simple khaki trenchcoat.

The only detail that had changed in the past couple of months was the kitchen counter, where books on electrical and astronomic engineering were littered all over the place. My newest hobby, and the most enjoyable.

"Have a seat. Feel free to move things around if you need, although I think the sofa's pretty free," I told her, glancing over to make sure I was right. "I don't have any jobs tonight, so my ears are all yours. Do you prefer water or tea?"