Hermes slipped easily inside. "Hermes," he said, glancing around. It was homey. It suited the angel. He could see the appeal of it, but there weren't nearly enough things to climb.
"Carrick doesn't know I'm here. Or that I've been listening as much as I have, but I doubt me eavesdropping would surprise him much." This? Woo boy. Hermes was going to pay for this. At this point, he really didn't care. "May I?" he asked, gesturing to an apple in a bowl on the counter.