“Women.” Boreas shrugged and wondered what the sound-proofing was like in this place. “There’s a reason I don’t hire them.” A pause. “Several reasons.” As they walked down the dim hallway, he caught sight of a room filled with what looked to be a completely random collection of items. Picture frames, a ball, a rocking horse, some ratty chairs…if that was what was meant by the ‘museum’ aspect of this place, he was glad they hadn’t decided on the tour.