"Ya know, I half wonder if you did get the opportunity to get me in bed would you panic and not be able to do what you've boasted about for so long."
Abby crossed the lobby and nodded to Willy the guy at the front desk. He was a kind old man that usually worked the graveyard. She saw the brow he cocked at King walking in with her. Abby just smiled at him, she didn't need an explanation.
"I miss home." It might not of been anything grand, but it was home and she liked it. They hadn't stayed at the barge much after what happened. The memories were too painful. "Maybe it'll feel more like it with you being here."
The elevator doors opened and she stepped inside. "C'mon King, I don't bite."