She opened her eyes and the biggest, happiest grin spread over her face. Madelyne moved past him and began looking things over. Everything was perfect. Exactly as she pictured it to the last detail.
She turned to him and set her bag of food on the small table just inside the door, shutting it with a slight pulse of telekinesis. It was just the two of them now. In her home.
"It's exactly like the house in New Orleans. Could you wait here a few minutes while I take a little bit longer look around? See if I got everything right? The bedroom should be upstairs, first door on the left. Master bath attached."
-------- If this place had produced his lab properly, Sinister could run down and get the equipment needed to take a sample and be back upstairs in a few minutes. Small favors indeed!