It's not the only reason she's glad to have Carla Jean around, but Kate feels a little bit better about everything with her standing there, telling Kate people will have to answer to her. Even though they're from completely different lives, she's always kind of felt that Carla Jean understood her shit better than a lot of people and she smiles a little, nodding.

"I hadn't either until this place," she admits, pulling out her keys to open the front door and she leads Carla Jean into the lobby. "So the mailboxes are right over there. The laundry room is in the basement, there are the stairs and the elevator. There's not really a building superintendent as far as I know, but I've never had a lot of problems..." Now that she's said it, though, she's wondering what happens if some asshole moves in next door and ruins all that.

With an internal shrug, Kate pushes the button for the elevator, then steps inside when it slides open. "We can go out, too, and find you some clothes and stuff. It'll get cold here soon."