"Alright then," Sophia agreed. "We'll head to my apartment." So she drove them to a nice little apartment complex where she had a flat on the second floor. It wasn't huge, but it had a living room and kitchen, a bedroom and full bathroom, and a balcony. "Here we go," she said, opening the door up and flicking on the lights. "It's not much, but it's home."

Her apartment was clean and well kept with most of the clutter belonging to the book cases. There was a kitchen table with two chairs, a soft couch with a coffee table in front of it, bookshelves, and an entertainment stand with a decent sized tv on it. The entertainment stand was filled with various gaming consoles. Shrugging off her jacket she put it and her shoes in the closet. "Jacket and shoes in here, please," she informed Tim, motioning to the closet. She went and put her purchases away in her room--leaving the game on the coffee table--, then appeared again. Walking into the kitchen she asked, "Would you like something to drink? I have water, juice, soda, and tea."