As she follows Jason, she keeps her eyes peeled, taking the whole place in with new eyes. Well, slightly newer eyes than the new eyes that took it in just a few minutes ago. The fact that they're calling him boss either means he's the manager or that he owns the place - by the way he moves, she's fairly certain it's the latter. Okay, she's impressed. And not because he's cute.

The office is less cute, but then it's an office, and not one in the RH Kane building back home. Besides, it's probably more important that this place be more functional than anything else, although she is curious about the one with the dent. Fight? Punching bag? Secret entrance to some sort of Robin's Nest or something?

For a beat, she wishes that she'd had some kind of cool hideaway back home. Not that it would have gotten much use, she supposes.

"This is an impressive way to keep your eyes on what could be going on in the city," she says, once again takin a seat, this time on the wooden chair. "I'm guessing that's what you were, like, referencing out in the library lounge area? All kinds of people in here?" That's Bette for you. Sometimes, she's distracted by the pretty, other times, she's able to see a situation for what it might be. "You've been here for longer than I thought you were."