Fred glanced back at the door when she heard him lock it after them. She hadn't exactly expected that. She nodded slightly as if she had accepted it. Actually she had. She didn't think anything about it really. Christian was a good guy. Well, she would think so until he presented his gift...possibly.
"Oh, no. I take a long time before sleeping, usually need a snack and a book and more research." She laughed softly at herself and kept leading him through the office and to the steps leading to her apartment.
"You want to come down?" She motioned at the steps. "It's where I live. I'm not some creepy person who keep innocents in her basement. It's really an apartment. It's not mine, but it is now. It's very nice." She didn't want him to think poorly of her; she smiled at him.
"What have you got?" She motioned to the paraphernalia. "Oh! I've got brownies!" Because that made things better, didn't it?