The apartment was neither large nor small. It was one of those places that just felt to be the right size. Maybe it was a the high ceilings, or the large windows, maybe it was that the bathroom had walls but everything else was open, that made it inviting. Who knew, but Craig had always loved the place.<br/><br/>There was a certain neatness to the home. Yes there was a little dust here and there, and some of the books had not been pulled from the shelves in some time, but there was an over all cleanliness. Books and music did seem to be the treat. Shelves lined with books, everything from college texts to omnibus fantasy novels. A goodly portion dealing with health and healing, and then, oddly enough, an interesting section on the occult. Not your Barnes and Nobles occult reading, but texts that looked older than the two of them put together.<br/><br/>The music as well was just as varied. Starting with 50's Delta blues, and going  to modern Alternative, the music selection of actual CD's was large and organized in a rough system of genre and alphabet. It took up a full bookcase itself. Other than these pleasures the apartment was simply, but comfortably furnished. Several plants, very healthy looking plants, were around the main room, giving a more relaxing feel. The colours he used were warm, nothing stark or glaring.<br/><br/>In all, it was the type of place that you could actually live in and not just throw you ass at the end of the day. Craig hurried through the place as he prepared to leave, as he got dressed he had put his order in at Malone's Steakhouse. 2 of the largest Prime Rib orders, one rare the other medium rare. 3 Baked potatoes, Two salads, and then a 14 oz strip steak medium. He asked for all the "fixings" on the side for the potato, not sure how peg would want; chives, sour cream, bacon and butter. He had so much to learn about the woman who was still indulging the heat of the shower. He past by the bath and called to her.<br/><br/><em>Peg, be right back</em><br/><br/>He went over to Freddie and Enach, looking to them.<br/><br/><em>Alright, lets go, we have to bring back meat.</em><br/><br/>He was not above cheating, just a little, and he projected the image of the three of them outside and on a walk. He knew he could not take them into Malone's, but he had planned for that, Malone's did have curbside service, he would just call when he got there and have them run it out. Freddie seemed ready for the trip, Enach appearing more leery of the odd two leg who was the recent addition to the pack. Carefully Enach followed and Craig and Freddie moved to the door, Craig could already tell he was more worried about his alpha that being outside.<br/><br/><em>She will be fine, let her have a little quiet as well, I have kinda been....</em><br/><br/>Criag just let that drop, there was no chance the dogs had not heard or been able to smell what was going on. He didn't think them dumb, and he knew they were loyal, he had to find a way to fit in and do so quickly. The walk would not take that long, maybe 20 minutes there, and another 20 back. Craig locked the door up behind the three of them, took them down the stairs and began to head to Malone's. He didn't realize how tired he was, and that as he walked he felt like he had recently run 10 miles.The aches brought and odd grin to his face, a little bit of a devilish smile as they negotiated the puddle and headed to pick up dinner.