It made sense, for most people to live in that apartment building. It was a nice place, Gwen had seen to it that Sam had had enough money to buy a good building, well protected. It was just she wasn't ready to live with people yet. "People seem pretty okay there," she commented lightly. "I'm still at a motel, for now. Not so good with the crowds thing."
She had to laugh at the idea of not believing anything, smiling ruefully as she glanced around. The bar was quiet enough and no one was looking over to them, which she was grateful for as she slipped off one glove, holding her fingers up.
"Oh I don't know, you'd be surprised at the things I'll believe," she smirked. "One because I used to work for evil lawyers and when I say evil I do mean hell god types. And two, well..." she let a few sparks travel up and out of her fingers, dancing over her skin. "I'm kind of a freak as it is."