"I think we've both earned it." She smirked at him before she bumped her shoulder to his then walked to a side table that hosted a few remotes. She picked one up, aimed it at a stereo system then pushed the button. A moment later some jazz music filled the loft, not at unpleasant volume.
"And the sushi," she said then went toward the dining area. The table could seat eight easily. Because this was Lydia. She didn't do anything small. "Want some?"