So being Odin's kid automatically gets you spoiled rich boy status? Is that how you managed to get yourself the fancy apartment? [Absolutely not calling it a lair.

Leaning back against the elevator wall, her eyes keep a constant watch over him curiously.]

I can't exactly make a choice on food if you've already picked out a place, especially since you're holding back on details. [Always a mystery after mystery.] I don't mind peeking at a bit of art though. Especially since I was accused of hating it apparently.