Freyr stopped dead in the shower when she heard Indy's words from the living room. It had been a little distorted because her head had been under the shower head but she could have sworn he'd said 'coughing up blood.' Normally that wouldn't have fazed her, all of the professors had appeared rather weedy and anemic characters when Freyr had visited with Indy a few days ago. But her mind flashed back to Mr Goldschmitt spitting that bulb of crimson blood onto the patio earlier on and her spine tingled. Was it worth consulting Indy with? Freyr pouted and decided no. He'd only worry and tell her never to see them again or something. She brought her mind back to the present. "Good. They liked it, no checkbook yet though. Remind me to call Mr Ross about his listing as well; he wants me to sell his delightful country house outside Riverdale." Freyr called. She turned off the shower and stepped delicately out onto the purple shag shower mat. In typical meticulous fashion she dried herself with a similarly fluffy towel before wrapping it round herself and heading back out again.

The flat was now deliciously cool thanks to their noiseless fans but a closeness remained in the air. Freyr padded into their master bedroom. "We should get lodgers or something. We have two bedrooms empty and it's not like your parents ever visit. Could probably charge about $800 a month each too." She said idly, the noise carrying effortlessly through to the living room. "Might be fun." Throwing her towel on the bed, Freyr slipped into some tight jeans and an airy white t-shirt with a printed logo for 'Stack Paper & Co' on the breast. She grinned, it had been a present from a hip-hop artist she'd sold a house to and she loved it. She looked out of the window briefly but did a double take. An apartment block a couple of miles away had gouts of flame escaping through the windows of the top floor. She could hear the siren of a fire engine as it raced to the scene, past their Block. "Shit, what's happening today..." Freyr mumbled to herself as she turned and walked back out into the main area. "There's a building on fire, down Washington Park way." She remarked, gesturing back over her shoulder as she re-emerged. Plucking a chicken salad out of the fridge along with a bottle of Vitamin Water, she came and snuggled up next to Indy on the settee.

"What do you feel like doing, now that we're both flunking off work so early in the afternoon?" Freyr grinned, grabbing the remote control off the oak coffee table she'd recently purchased with her foot and turning the TV onto the last channel it had visited. The news.