[Eep. Kissed back! That leaves him grinning, as he straightens fully.]

Well, you got -- what. Three, four people, all living there? Most of 'em blokes? I don't think you could get that clean. I've been in that kind of situation before.

[He shows her in, to a living room full of musical instruments and a music collection that lines nearly an entire wall, and a nook for art (mostly watercolours, st least that are unhidden right now) and a spotty white-and-black cat, watching her from the top of the couch.]

You want something to drink?