Mauvaise Chance Apartments, Thursday Afternoon

[hatesparadise]

Running an apartment building was both more and less work than Danny had expected. It mostly seemed to take care of itself, but then weird things would just pop up on him.

Like the washing machine thing a few weeks back. Or the rotting turnips he found in what was apparently some kind of rec room holo suite for the building.

So, half the day was being spent on that particular crisis.

[open! Come get a place to live!]

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[weirderthanthou]

MCA. The building Shunsui mentioned.

Jesse stepped inside, and... paused.

"I thought you were a cop."

[hatesparadise]

"I am. I showed up here to find a place to stay and got another job just thrust upon me," Danny said, gesturing broadly at the place.

[weirderthanthou]

"I... have no idea what that's like," Jesse said dryly.

Should've probably kept that on inside voice.

[hatesparadise]

Danny snorted at that, tying up the last bag of random produce. "Yeah, yeah. Mine involved confetti."

[weirderthanthou]

You really don't want to know what mine involved.

"Well, I'm looking for an apartment," she said, with a slight twitch of a smile. "So... hi."

[hatesparadise]

"Hi," he replied wry little smile. Possibly because he didn't know what her last job involved. "Well, you're in luck. We've got some open places."

[weirderthanthou]

"Cool," Jesse said. "I... have no idea what my salary is, but I'm betting being mayor should cover an apartment, right?"

[hatesparadise]

"Well, it's cheaper here than my last place by, well, a lot," he agreed, jerking his head to have her follow him to the first open place. "So, you should be fine."

[weirderthanthou]

"Good, because I'm not sure I want to spend another night on the town hall couch," Jesse said, following after him.

[hatesparadise]

We'll, that was either commitment to the job or a complete lack of options.

"Yeah, we're getting you an apartment today." Because Danny was alliwed sad living places, but no one else.

[weirderthanthou]

The lack of options, yeah. Not that Jesse had had anywhere to stay even back when she went to Manhattan.

"Thanks," she said, her mouth twitching into a small smile. "I appreciate it."

[hatesparadise]

Danny waved her off. "Place is annoying enough as it is. Better to help people out than watch 'em flounder."

He just did it in a surly motherhen fashion.

[weirderthanthou]

"You seem like a good guy," Jesse said, and left it at that. "Which apartment are we looking at first?"

[badassprodigy]

Barry was thoroughly distracted as he walked into MCA, not even paying attention to the guy behind the... counter?

See? Barry not paying attention to anything but his tablet where he was monitoring his experiments.

"Yeah. I need an apartment," he called out to... well maybe someone would just respond to him and then he'd pay attention.

[hatesparadise]

"You need to look where you're going," Danny countered dryly. "So let's go with one thing at a time, yeah?"

[badassprodigy]

Oh. Look. An actual person.

"I can walk, talk and split atoms at the same time," Barry replied putting the tablet to at least make eye contact with the apparently snarky landlord.

"Anyway, I don't need anything special. Just a place to get away from my warehouse if it gets irradiated or whatever. What do you got?"

[hatesparadise]

It was his charm, Barry!

Danny stared at him for a good long while at that. "Wow, you've got some people skills, doncha."

[badassprodigy]

That's his charm, Danny!

"Yeah, I'm not a fucking people person," Barry admitted. "Sorry. I'm Barry Ween. New resident, School alumni, Technically I live in one of the warehouses but having an actual apartment for spare clothes and shit might be a good backup plan."

[hatesparadise]

"Better," Danny said with a little head wobble of consideration of that apology. Seeing as he had some experience in people who had the social skills of rabid jackals, it actually was. "We've got some free places... maybe not the one of the third floor unless you wanna piss off the new mayor."

He was looking out for you, Barry!

[badassprodigy]

Because deep down, Danny is sweetheart like that! Who else would make pancakes for irritating co-workers that don't know the value of showers that last longer than five minutes?

"We have a mayor?" Barry asked who apparently hasn't been paying attention to the radio. "Who the fuck would want that job?"

Clearly a sucker that's who.

"Anyway, I'm fine with wherever. Even if it is the third floor. I'll keep my work at the warehouse so nothing blows up here or whatever."

Just in case: you might want to double the cleaning deposit, Danny.

[hatesparadise]

He was considering that, yes.

"If you blow up anything on premises, I will arrest you," Danny sighed. "C'mon. Fourth floor has two open places."

[badassprodigy]

"Wait you're a fucking cop too?" Barry asked. "Well, shit. Just so you know all experiments I'm doing are 100% legal."

Sure. Probably. Let's go with that, shall we?

"Fourth floor is fine. I'm not that picky as long as they both have good wifi signals."

[hatesparadise]

"Uh huh." Don't make him investigate this. Because it just sounded like a meth lab now.

He gestured to the elevator for Barry to come along like a good boy.

[badassprodigy]

It's a lab, Danny. Not meth. Barry is a scientist, not Walter White.

"What does a cop even do on this island when there isn't weird shit happening? Barry asked as he followed Danny into the elevator.

And then he wrinkled his nose. "Do I smell turnips?"

[hatesparadise]

Yes, but they did have overlap in that Venn diagram.

"Apparently run an apartment building," Danny replied dryly.