"Really? That's a lot of rights then," Susan blinked. In truth she hated the apartment and its yellow walls and boring floor tiles, not to mention the sweet pink bathroom. She wondered who had lived in it before her, and missed her old apartment. Of course it was still there, a short drive from the Vine Square, but going there would blow her cover.
"There are a few things I'm frustrated about in it. At least it's a good size for a single lady like me," she tried to think positive.