Lobby and Mocha, late afternoon, Jimmy OTA
Max, good boss that he was, had organised help, and the Manor had provided an enormous handy man, so moving his into his new apartment was no real problem.
Jimmy collected his keys and tenants' handbook from the man at the desk, then supervised his workforce in taking up his rather sparse furniture and belongings, and his enormous stereo system and box after box of vinyl.
Apartment 9163 - not too high, not too low.
Once everything was in and the bed was sorted out - he could deal with the rest later - he tipped everyone and saw them out of the front door.
"And you, too son," he said to the handyman, who grinned and took the fifty leaving Jimmy to go and get his coffee and relax in the Manor coffee shop and look about him with interest.