Stone does lead the way up, smiling a bit.  The stairs are familiar, so are the places on the wall where the paint is chipped. He actually loves Monkling's place. It's bigger than his, and nicer. Not to mention cleaner. He tries his best, but honestly he lives alone. His money tends to go towards more books and things of that sort. He moves to the side of the door. He usually opens the door himself, knowing where Monkling keeps her spare key, but decides to leave it to her this time. Security by default.<br/><br/>"Well, you never know. I can see the appeal of someone<em>smooth</em>." `&He blinks, thinking that over, then presses on quickly. "Not that... I mean, no offence or anything." He snaps his mouth closed, decidedly not taking peeks at Monkling.