A laugh at that, and Isaiah nodded. "Nurse," he introduced himself, although that was more than enough personal information for the time being. "Yeah, just around the corner." Which they arrived at soon enough and Isaiah pushed open the door and flipped on the lights. His apartment was spacious, lots of windows, everything black and white and modern. Stark, one man had told him. Isaiah kind of liked it. It was clean and simple and it didn't give anything away.
"Want another drink?" he asked, leaning back against the wall, dark eyes sweeping up and down Jim.