Alisa was not fully moved in, yet. She was still making trips back and forth between here and the City to get her most precious possessions, sell off artwork that was in storage, and selling her old apartment/loft. The ring at the front door was a bit surprising, as she was not expecting anyone to come see her.

She climbed down a spiral staircase to get to the front door as swiftly as possible. She opened it up, dressed in a tank top and jeans. before looking to see who it is, she spoke.

"Look, I know you are a nice kid an' all, but I told you I don' WANT to subscribe to de local paper. It's a waste o' a good tree!" She then finally looked and stood there in shock. "Alistaire? Did I inhale too much endust dat I am now seein' t'ings?"