I looked up at him, and he nodded to the front door, waggling his eyebrows.

“Um…it was…what was it…it started with an A, right?”

“Anastasia, yeah. She walked in just now. And we need to get your key card.” His smile got wider. “Up for a little drama?”

Rolling my eyes, I shook my head. “I’m not here to cause drama, Vlad. We just need to get the key card. So, let’s get it and go back up. I want to hang up the painting I finished yesterday and work on the second one ...