It was a brief kiss, Byron didn't want to linger outside of the apartment. He took Pascal by the wrist and led him to the door of his apartment. Byron pulled out his wand and performed two nonverbal spells to unlock it.
He pushed open the door and a small, sleepy looking house elf in a tidy black and blue striped tunic approached them. "Master Byron? Oh you have a friend. Shall I make some tea or coffee?"
Byron smiled fondly down at the little creature. "No, Graine. Go back to sleep. I won't be needing you tonight."
Nodding she disappeared with a poof and Byron flicked his wand to turn on the light. It was very clean and white, barely looked lived in. Byron was a bit of a neat freak. "Did you want a drink or anything?" He gestured vaguely in the direction of the bar.