"You can call me Gabe," Judas replied, going to the fridge. "Or Mr Osborne. Whatever. I don't really do ceremony." He cracked the lid off his beer.
The door was still wide open behind her, and she hadn't run yet. A good start. "I work from home and I can't be fucked cleaning. It's a once a week deal. Get here and just clean til it's done. You mind your business and I'll mind mine. We cool?"