Arriving, the place is... well, it was downright<em>rich</em>looking.  Definitely Russian-influenced in design, and there's quite a number of people there.  Kira was taken around back however, down a ramp leading to a garage setup that led beneath the Tearoom, which opened as she arrived, and there was plenty of space to park her motorcycle, Kira's, and perhaps a car or van, though there was certainly space outside the garage part on the hill if need be.  Garage shutting, off the bikes, and there was a door nearby, maglocked as was any good home nowadays, which Docca opened in a moment, carrying her weapons with her into what was clearly her home...<br/><br/>And what a place it was; first thing was that it was<em>big</em>, wide, easily as much floorspace as the tearoom upstairs with a number of partial walls separating the areas.  Originally modern-day nanopaint walls, activating AR by subscribing to her node (at least, the one he can access easily, as there could easily be another hidden one) would reveal a above-ground design with rather... erotic images of nude women, but no explicit sexual acts... on<em>every</em>wall it would seem.  There was a kitchen with fairly good-quality facilities and processors by the looks of it, a living room with a rather potent entertainment trideo/holo/AR system on par with Kira's own, and then a brief hallway that clearly opened up in back, and from here Kira could see... a<em>garden</em>under artificial lighting?  By the looks of it, real fruits and vegetables...<br/><br/>"Well, as you can see, Olga doesn't keep apartments save for her 'working girls'." she said, walking in, slipping off her shoes, and moving in towards the kitchen "And you live so close?  Well I'll be... guess I'll have to see you more then.  Guess we've just been in different areas then.  Anyway, as you can see, here's my home, hope you like it!  Have a seat, help yourself to trideo, there might be a football game on who knows?  Or do you prefer baseball; I hear baseball is Japan's football... so, want the bourbon we got or a beer?  I could ask Olga for some tea from upstairs if you like..."