"No cleaners." He puts his proverbial foot down instantly. "Privacy thing. That's one of the reasons I want to keep it in the first place."

One wonders if someone who spends so much of her time exposed to the public would understand another who would rather spend their time cooped up and left alone. If he's at her place, he'd never feel like he had proper privacy, even if he did have locks or whatnot--it might be a territorial thing, he's not quite sure.

As their food is brought to them, Boxer closes his eyes with a soft, amused smirk. "I haven't signed anything yet, Ms. Reisz. But for what it's worth, I'd like to see the place with my own eyes."