"You'll have a helluva time haunting me, I bet. Probably use it as an excuse to follow me around, see what I'm getting up to during the day." Idris shot her a sly look before opening the kitchen drawer she spoke of, moving a few odds and ends around in order to get the batteries. Placing them in the correct order within the smoke detector, he replaced the cover, picking up the screwdriver one last time to tighten it.
"There. Problem solved, Vanessa. Say hello to a peaceful night's sleep." Idris stood on the foot stool again and made sure the smoke detector was properly replaced in its spot then stepped down, folding the stool for her. He looked up to admire his handiwork for a few moments, then turned his gaze to Vanessa. "Is there a specific place you want me to put this?" He picked up the foot stool and waited for her response, still reveling in the perfect quality of the silent apartment, save for their voices.