She arched an eyebrow. "Mini guns?" L.L. had no idea if he was being serious or not, but honestly, she wouldn't be surprised if he actually did have a set-up like that at some of his safe houses. She shook her head with an amused smile. "Yeah, let's not go that far. Blood is hell to get out of upholstery."
A nod. "Yeah, probably. The truck is out front. I'll show you." L.L. moved to the front door and allowed Bucky to exit ahead of her before closing the door behind them. She then pointed to the elevator at the end of the short hall. "We can use that to bring the stuff up. Lugging a couch up three flights of stairs is a bit excessive. Don't worry, I'll help." She smirked. "You're strong, but you aren't that strong."