Balthazar smirked coyly at Jack's words as he allowed the man to slide an arm under his, locking them together as they walked towards the apartment. This was turning out to be quite a pleasant day after all.

"I think you'll find the fridge well stocked with food and things you like. The booze cupboard is always well stocked because we don't want any disasters, do we?"

The angel was always enjoying a fine wine or bottle of scotch so it was a must. A man had principles. Passing people on the way back to the apartment, Balthazar offered smiles and waves to those he had met so far upon arrival. Once they reached the apartment, he unlocked the door with his specially designed key and then tucked it into his pants pocket. A short journey up the staircase to the top floor and he opened the door allowing Jack to step inside first as any host would.

"Welcome to my boudoir."