Flynn slowly exited the ship. The large trunk resting on his shoulders. He followed Alyson a short ways to a cozy looking cabin. "Nice digs." He smiled at her. He watched as she opened the door with a retinal scanner. ""Miss fancy pants." He joked, trying to keep the mood light. As they walked in Flynn marveled at the mix of modern house set in an old time cabin style. A whistle escaped his lips and he let the trunk slide to the floor. She told Flynn to slide the bookcase away to access the hanger. He went beside the bookcase and braced himself, thinking it was going to be a pain to move. To his surprise, it slid with ease. He smiled and winked at Alyson. "Clever." 

As Alyson ran upstairs Flynn went to check out her ship. He climbed in and took a look around. The ship, while not sate-of-the-art, was still one beauty of a ship. "I should have gotten into the drug business." He thought to himself. He ran the ship through its paces. Turned on the engines, checked the navigation and just inspected the ship. It appeared to be in top working order. He shut everything back down and walked back in the house to check on Alyson. She was still busy getting her things together. He smiled and started towards his ship to get what few things he would need.