"You really want something you could get that easily?" she called, over by the window. She could tell by the sound of his voice that he was just outside her door, but he hadn't tried to come in, or even catch sight of her...which were big points in his favor.

She pulled on a pair of shorts, then dug around for a tank top. Once dressed, she came back into view, looking up at him with that same faint smirk as she brushed past him on the way back to the living room.

"People appreciate things more when they have to work for them."