Sean looks at Hayley for a long few moments, as if waiting for her to attack, even though he looked like the very definition of the word 'relaxed,' then shrugs and turns around, resuming their walk. A few minutes later, they stop in front of a tall tower comprised entirely of lavish apartments. "Here it is," Sean says, grinning as he steps inside. "I live on the top two floors," he explains as he leads the way to an elevator. "They used to have ten apartments each, but I renovated it so both floors became part of my place." Isaac was wondering how Sean had that much money and whether he was telling the truth, until the elevator doors opened into a short hallway which lead to a luxurious living room, where a 90" plasma screen TV hung from one wall, which was facing a large couch. Leading away from the living room were two more rooms: a kitchen the Iron Chef would kill for and a dining room, both of which seemed, even with all of their glamour, rarely, if ever, used. Dominating one wall were massive, floor-to-ceiling windows which looked out over the city's skyline and right behind the couch was a spiral staircase that lead into the floor above, which presumably lead to the bedrooms. "Wow..." was all Isaac could say.