Roxy shrugged she didn't know how impressive it was. She was good at her job and proud of the work she did even if most people looked down on it. She lead Devika up to the apartment. She liked living close to work. This way if one of her clients had an emergency she was close enough to help them. [color=blue]"The spare bedroom is yours. All I ask is that you stay out of my space. If you want to work out with the bag you can but ask before you touch the knives." [/color]

Sharing wasn't something that came easily to Roxy. She had never had to do it. At least not with another woman. She hoped it wouldn't be any different than sharing it with a bunch of teenage boys. As long as Devika respected her space it shouldn't be an issue. 

Once they had all of Devika's stuff situated Roxy figured the next course of action was turning in the moving van. [color=blue]"I guess I will return the van. There isn't much in the kitchen so if you want to eat we will have to order in. Or I can keep something up while I am out."[/color]