TJ lounged comfortably, turned halfway on the couch to look at her. "Happy New Year." His smile grew. "Glad you could make it. Can't remember... did you manage to make it here last year, or is this the first time you've made it here?" He'd been busy talking to everyone and hadn't thought, until just now, about showing the place off. And Liz was one of the few who'd appreciate the studio, at least.