All right... Well, I want a new tenant, and I want them from the Numbers Club. I'll ask about it in a few days, I guess, but if you know anyone who's looking, it'd be appreciated.

[He slides both feet to the floor, gets up, and stretches languidly.]

If I burst out in claws and wings I'll have to go, and I'd rather the apartment went to someone, instead of sitting empty. [It's a sad image for him, so he moves on. Petty things are important, sometimes.] I'll need someone here to send me my stuff!