"You'll find that, when it comes to food, I'm far from picky. On any level. Besides, if I can eat my own cooking, I can eat anyone's,"

That made River laugh and she took another swig of her beer as well. It was almsot empty. Swilling the last of it around in the bottle a little bit, she downed that too, setting it down ont he floor like Darby had done with his glass. "Well I guess that that works out for the both of us then doesn't it? And I take it your cooking isn't something I should be volunteering to be taste testing any time soon?" RIver had tried some disastrous cooking in her time. Like David, her ex husband, couldn't cook to save his life, which didn't stop him trying occassionally and filling the house with smoke before he tried to poison everyone he was feeding.

"So, when do you wanna move in, then?"

River grinned. Benjy would be ecstatic to hear that she had managed to find herself a place. Well he had found it, but she still had managed to get him to let her move in. "As soon as you'll let me. Benjy wants his own space back. Needs to work a little less that boy does. I don't have too much in the way of stuff, so it won't really take me too long to move in." That and she would just do it with magic. She would charm up all the furniturre and things, and just move the boxes.

"You'll like it here, I think. We're a close knit building. Though, that can get a bit tiring when you're door is banged on at three in the morning because someone forgot their key or something."

River laughed at that. "Don't worry, I'm usually awake around then anyway. Not that I am noisy or anything late at night." She wanted to reassure him he wasn't making a mistake. "I know a couple of people in the building already, and I am sure I'll make friends easily enough. I'm a friendly kind of gal."