When Catherine crouched to pick up her keys, they was when Gabriel decided to open her apartment door, from the inside. He'd seen her enter the building and had climbed the side of the building, recklessly relying on his mantle, and entered through a window. He'd had an easy time locating the correct apartment; there was little chance that he'd make a mistake with her intoxicating scent.<br/><br/>As soon as the door burst open, he pulled Catherine inside and pushed it back closed in the blink of an eye. Now, he held he pinned firmly, but gently,  and pressed his body close. The thrill of the hunt was still throbbing in his heart and other areas, of course. "Fumbling with your keys? I never took you for a horror movie trope." He whispered in her ear, face inches from Catherine's.