Ah. "Okay." Neal grinned, fishing it out of his jacket pocket, using it to open the door to what he thought was a hotel room. It was too nice to be a hotel room, though.
He walked through the door, looking around, taking in the furniture wrapped in plastic, the mirrors covered with blankets. The floors were carpeted, and the windows were floor to ceiling. "Is ..." He turned back toward BB. "Did you buy this place?"