"Well that's a pretty good deal you got going with Olga...and 5k for all this a month? That's definitely a sweeter deal than what I got going back at my place," Kira says, taking the fruit smoothie, offering no questions or objections even as it is presented to him. He takes a sip of it...and then another nice long one when he finds the strawberries, oranges and kiwis he tasted were in fact the real deal and no doubt from the garden the multi-talented chika had growing.<br/><br/>"...I honestly can't remember the last time I had real fruit, much less a smoothie made out of them. And don't you worry, I like to cuddle afterwards, I won't be dashing after this wonderful feast." He takes another sip from his smoothie, having now eagerly drain half of it. "As for Olga herself...well, can't say I know a whole lot about her personally. Know the she-troll takes good care of her own--your place here only confirms that--and she has connections to Russia that I wouldn't want to mess with. She sounds like a pretty good landlord. I like my place and I haven't had problems yet paying for it, but it's nothing like this place and my landlady...I just know that if I am ever slightly late with a payment she's going to have my head."<br/><br/>At the rate he was going it wouldn't take Kira all that much longer to completely drain his glass, setting the empty vessel on the table in front of him. "Runner, doctor, gardener, sexy Latina bombshell...is there anything you aren't?" He just smiles, his eyes looking Docca right in the eyes instead of undressing her this time.