He tried to think of who else was on the twelfth floor and realized that he really hadn't met anyone. It wasn't that he was busy, or unfriendly, but his days had been spent fuming over Ileana, double checking to make sure he had his tracks covered back in Seattle, and thinking of Rosalie. Playing nice neighbor was fourth on his to-do list and hadn't come up yet. "I haven't, actually. Only chatted with a few people here and there. Mostly skimming that forum thing. Sure's a lot of crazy gossip." He had to admit, the thing he had seen on there made him think twice about befriending anyone.
He raised his hands up in mock defeat, "I believe you" for really, she didn't look like the type to go around catching frogs in her childhood. "Alright, so if the people are worth the trouble, as you say, then maybe I should start to get to know them." He cocked his head to the side as he asked, "So tell me, who should I talk to? Who should I avoid like the plague. You'll be my guide."