She steps aside after having let Chihiro into the apartment, and let's Stone close the door. She's decided she's gonna let the whole "smooth" thing pass on...she'd seen the site, hell sought out the pictures a couple times. She knew some people shaved themselves for the fetish, but she'd never thought much on it beyond that...<br/>She hangs the jacket she'd grabbed as a precautionary on the coat rack and wanders inside. The apartment isn't really anything she'd consider to big. Bigger than Stone's sure, but when she'd first picked it up it had been under the pretense of beginning a family with the man who is now most permanently her ex. It has two bedrooms, and since she's a fairly simplistic creature, the smaller one is actually pretty empty, holding just a bed and some generic pictures, in case of a guest. Her computer and books she keeps in her own room.<br/>She has a pretty nice television and a PS3 (set up for more paw-like use) in the living room...the later actually on loan from Stone, since they spent most of their time here. Half the movies sitting on the floor next to the television are his as well. As well as a handful of the books by the couch, left here on various visits, with the idea that she'd one day get around to reading them.<br/>The kitchen is pretty nice, clearly belonging to someone who likes to cook...even if it's a bit spare of ingredients at the moment.<br/><br/>She takes the offered items from Chihiro, motioning that she should sit, even as she looks over the things with Stone. Weird how a lot of it is similar, but...very different. The money was the same paper, but different colors and images. The driver's license...they used the same design, but the back was different. And then of course there were the pictures, with more people like her. "Well...Stone I think was pretty convinced already...but I have to admit this...is pretty convincing as well..." She holds the money up to the light, noting the things that are impossible to weave in, no matter what planet you're on.