It's the same tedious line of questioning I've been subjected to countless times, but I take it with a smile, even sticking out an arm to hold the elevator door for her when it slides open.

"You're observant, Lily. I've been in the building a little over a month," I say, and I would rather she minded her own fucking business -- having anyone notice when I come and go from the building is... inconvenient. "I live in New York City."