"Whatever happens, happens?" Her brow raised and she walked in. The place needed some work but between the three of them they'd take care of it. "Just what are you hoping happens King?"
Abby walked through the room, envisioning what it would look like when they were done. "Bedroom areas are upstairs. Kitchen's down here, bathrooms are upstairs. And look, your own personal batpole." She smiled at him.
"Was talking about using the basement for arsenal, shooting range and gym area."