Jalia flashed the landlord a bright smile as they left the apartment building. Then, once she and Pascal were out of the building, she wrinkled her nose at him. "I wasn't particularly crazy about that apartment, dear. I believe that one can be scratched off your list. Unless, of course, by 'ew' you mean 'That was great, I want to live there.' If that is the case, then I am sorry for assuming you didn't like it."
She looked towards Pascal once more, arching an eyebrow. "Where to?"