The bus dropped them off in an up-scale residential area, a mix of re-purposed early 20th century factories and modern apartment blocks. It was well lit and clean, and a lot of the new places were set back from the road with their own park areas out front. A short walk from the bus stop took them to one of the nicer ones, a partly cylindrical place, all curved glass, chromed steel and glowing blue strip lighting. A row of Helical Darrieus wind turbines lined the top edge, ten stories above.  She zapped them both through the door with a key-fob security device, and led him into the foyer, a circular plaza with a water feature and under-lit fountain in the centre.<br/><br/>Open balconies curved around the various levels, connected by a pair of glass lifts, which looked as if they would take off straight out of the lift shafts and up into orbit if you only pushed the right buttons. She headed straight for one, and took them up to the next to top floor where a short trip around the balcony took them to her door. If the location hadn't tipped Ebony off that his meal was comfortably well off, the interior of the large apartment would have sealed the deal. From the lay-out it was clearly a truncated wedge shape, and the floor plan would have done justice to a decent sized bungalow. A corridor led past bathroom and open plan kitchen on one side, and what had to be a bedroom on the other, to a big living room. The exterior wall was a single curved window giving a panoramic view out over the glowing lights of what had to be a a fair sized city.<br/><br/>Babs touched an illuminated panel on the wall and the lights came up while the panoramic window darkened. A large flat-panel TV dominated one of the end walls, with a top of the line media centre underneath and shelves of DVDs flanking it. A sinfully comfortable sofa big enough for three sat well back from it leaving an open space, and a rack of weights and other training equipment against one of the short walls suggested why. The other half of the room had a dining table and chairs, opposite where the inner wall was cut away to give an open window to the kitchen. The only decoration were a Cast Iron Stomachs poster (signed), a diploma, and a movie poster for Little Shop of Horrors, all nicely framed. A couple of Ikea style cupboards and sideboards rounded out the interior design.<br/><br/>Babs dropped her shoulder bag on the kitchen table, and slipped off her shoes. "Want something to drink?"