After David and Riley left the Inn Monday night, they headed quickly back to Twin Oaks.? He could tell she was eager to sit down and talk about her ideas for the hotel she wanted to build.? They didn't talk a lot on the walk home, she was busy thinking, and he was content to let her do so.? He liked it when she got excited like this.? You could almost feel the energy coming off of her.? Once home, he opened the front door, noting with amusement that she as too caught up in her planning to notice or complain that he held the door for her.
She absently kicked off her shoes and stooped down to scoop Finn up and carry him to the kitchen, scritching his ears and the top of his head before setting him gently down on the floor again.? "Want something to drink?? Are you hungry?" she asked David as she checked Finn's water bowl.
"Sure.? If we're going to be brainstorming, we need some brain food.? And drink."? He grinned, following her into the kitchen.? Don't ask what brain drink is.? It might be painful.
"Hmm," she said thoughtfully as she stood in front of the open refrigerator.? "Brain food's usually fish, right?"? She glanced over her shoulder at him.? "You feel like tuna salad or something?"
"Maybe some tuna salad sandwiches?"? He winked at her.? "The kitty likes the fishy, huh?"?
She grinned at him and nodded, getting out ingredients to make sammies.? "The kitty loves the fishy.? Try this," she said, handing him a bottle of Silver Mark's new brew.? "Tell me what you think."
He took the bottle and flicked the cap off with a finger, sniffed it.? It smelled kind of like oranges.? "A hefeweizen? Neat."? He took a sip, nodding in approval.? He'd always liked the citrusy taste of that particular kind of beer, and this one was quite good.? "Yeah, this is nice.? He's doing a good job with that brewery."
"He may have suspect politics and his fingers in way too many pies, but he does brew a great beer."? She finished the sandwiches and carried them over to the table with the rest of the six pack of beer.? "Oh, hang on."? She jumped up and disappeared from the kitchen for a moment.
He snorted softly at her summation of DeMuer's politics, nodding.? He didn't disagree.? When she ran out suddenly, he raised a brow, then sat down at the table. At least she'd left the sandwiches and beer.? He snagged a sandwich and bit into it while he waited for her to return.
She came back only moments later, carrying a slim manilla folder and a spiral-bound notebook.? Take a seat at the table, she opened the folder and the notebook and rifled through loose sheets of paper until she came to what she was looking for.? She handed it to David. It was a financial sheet, covered with payables and receivables, expenditures, income, a list of assets, and a list of all Riley's interest-bearing accounts.? The bottom number was eight figures.? She tapped her nail next to it.? "This isn't including any of your accounts," she said before picking up a sandwich and taking a bite.
He read the number a couple of times, then gave a soft whistle.? "Christ, babe, you're loaded.? Why the hell are we walking everywhere?"
She chuckled softly.? "The only car I own is a 1967 Camaro SS.? Do you honestly think it'd fit in some of these streets?"? She took a sip of the beer and slipped the sheet with her financial information back into the folder, before pulling out a second sheet of paper that was covered with numbers, which were separated into two columns labelled "New Construction" and "Refurbishment".? The bottom line of the first column was $20 million.? The bottom line of the second was $16 million.
"You have a point, I suppose."? He looked over the sheet, and raised a brow.? "You've been thinking about this for a while, haven't you?"? It wasn't a casual set of calculations sitting there on the paper.? It spoke of meticulous and detailed research.? "Sixteen mil.? That's a lot of money."
She never did anything by halves.? If he ever got a peek into the desk in her music room upstairs, he'd find meticulous, detailed research into scores of projects - everything from opening another apartment building, to opening up another yoga and dance studio closer to the Red Dragon.? "It's something that I've wanted to do since I first left Philly to move to Tucson.? But that was a smaller dream, a little bed and breakfast kind of thing."
"It sounds like a cool idea to me."? Even if it didn't, he would've said it did, because there was no way he was going to piss on her ideas.? In this case, however, he actually meant it.? "The cost is a little higher than your bottom line, though...and I'm sure I don't have that kind of cash.? We're going to need someone else's investment."
She nodded and bit her lower lip.? "Danny's got a little in the bank.? I only get quarterly statements for his accounts, but he's got around $750,000.? We could ask Mataya and Max, maybe.? Um...Duci, too."
"You get statements for Dan's accounts?? Why?"
She finished her first sandwich and shrugged lightly.? "He just...? He just left, you know.? I sold the cafe to Anisha and took everything else and gave it to Mr Beetlebrow.? He's invested it, taken care of it...on the off chance Danny came home."
He nodded, giving her a little smile.? It was sweet how she'd taken care of Dan's money, looking out for him even when he was gone.? He reached over and squeezed her hand.? "Well, let's talk to Dan about when he comes home.? Back here, I mean."? It was almost habit to call it home, even if the three of them didn't actually live together anymore. "I'd rather keep it to us if possible.? Whatever money I've got saved, we can use for it.? I'm not doing anything else with it."
She nodded and squeezed his hand in return.? "Wanna see some ideas?"? Without waiting for him to answer, she delved into the file again, withdrawing glossy magazine photos of the Hotel de Paris in Monte Carlo, and handed them to him.? "I thought maybe we could do something very, very swank.? A casino, a four-star restaurant, a day spa, roof-top pool and cabana car.? The whole works."
He smirked.? "Can we live there, too?"
She chuckled and then showed him another magazine photo.? "The Hotel de Paris has two long-term rooms that are really just glorified apartments.? There's a staff, too - a butler, a maid, a personal chef.? We could do two of them, too."
"I was mostly kidding about living there.? I like our house."? He nodded, though.? Long-term rooms for rent sounded like a good idea.? Nice, steady income.? "Obviously, going for the refurbishment seems like the way to go.? We should start looking around for a suitable building.? Any idea where you want it to be located?"
She absently kicked off her shoes and stooped down to scoop Finn up and carry him to the kitchen, scritching his ears and the top of his head before setting him gently down on the floor again.? "Want something to drink?? Are you hungry?" she asked David as she checked Finn's water bowl.
"Sure.? If we're going to be brainstorming, we need some brain food.? And drink."? He grinned, following her into the kitchen.? Don't ask what brain drink is.? It might be painful.
"Hmm," she said thoughtfully as she stood in front of the open refrigerator.? "Brain food's usually fish, right?"? She glanced over her shoulder at him.? "You feel like tuna salad or something?"
"Maybe some tuna salad sandwiches?"? He winked at her.? "The kitty likes the fishy, huh?"?
She grinned at him and nodded, getting out ingredients to make sammies.? "The kitty loves the fishy.? Try this," she said, handing him a bottle of Silver Mark's new brew.? "Tell me what you think."
He took the bottle and flicked the cap off with a finger, sniffed it.? It smelled kind of like oranges.? "A hefeweizen? Neat."? He took a sip, nodding in approval.? He'd always liked the citrusy taste of that particular kind of beer, and this one was quite good.? "Yeah, this is nice.? He's doing a good job with that brewery."
"He may have suspect politics and his fingers in way too many pies, but he does brew a great beer."? She finished the sandwiches and carried them over to the table with the rest of the six pack of beer.? "Oh, hang on."? She jumped up and disappeared from the kitchen for a moment.
He snorted softly at her summation of DeMuer's politics, nodding.? He didn't disagree.? When she ran out suddenly, he raised a brow, then sat down at the table. At least she'd left the sandwiches and beer.? He snagged a sandwich and bit into it while he waited for her to return.
She came back only moments later, carrying a slim manilla folder and a spiral-bound notebook.? Take a seat at the table, she opened the folder and the notebook and rifled through loose sheets of paper until she came to what she was looking for.? She handed it to David. It was a financial sheet, covered with payables and receivables, expenditures, income, a list of assets, and a list of all Riley's interest-bearing accounts.? The bottom number was eight figures.? She tapped her nail next to it.? "This isn't including any of your accounts," she said before picking up a sandwich and taking a bite.
He read the number a couple of times, then gave a soft whistle.? "Christ, babe, you're loaded.? Why the hell are we walking everywhere?"
She chuckled softly.? "The only car I own is a 1967 Camaro SS.? Do you honestly think it'd fit in some of these streets?"? She took a sip of the beer and slipped the sheet with her financial information back into the folder, before pulling out a second sheet of paper that was covered with numbers, which were separated into two columns labelled "New Construction" and "Refurbishment".? The bottom line of the first column was $20 million.? The bottom line of the second was $16 million.
"You have a point, I suppose."? He looked over the sheet, and raised a brow.? "You've been thinking about this for a while, haven't you?"? It wasn't a casual set of calculations sitting there on the paper.? It spoke of meticulous and detailed research.? "Sixteen mil.? That's a lot of money."
She never did anything by halves.? If he ever got a peek into the desk in her music room upstairs, he'd find meticulous, detailed research into scores of projects - everything from opening another apartment building, to opening up another yoga and dance studio closer to the Red Dragon.? "It's something that I've wanted to do since I first left Philly to move to Tucson.? But that was a smaller dream, a little bed and breakfast kind of thing."
"It sounds like a cool idea to me."? Even if it didn't, he would've said it did, because there was no way he was going to piss on her ideas.? In this case, however, he actually meant it.? "The cost is a little higher than your bottom line, though...and I'm sure I don't have that kind of cash.? We're going to need someone else's investment."
She nodded and bit her lower lip.? "Danny's got a little in the bank.? I only get quarterly statements for his accounts, but he's got around $750,000.? We could ask Mataya and Max, maybe.? Um...Duci, too."
"You get statements for Dan's accounts?? Why?"
She finished her first sandwich and shrugged lightly.? "He just...? He just left, you know.? I sold the cafe to Anisha and took everything else and gave it to Mr Beetlebrow.? He's invested it, taken care of it...on the off chance Danny came home."
He nodded, giving her a little smile.? It was sweet how she'd taken care of Dan's money, looking out for him even when he was gone.? He reached over and squeezed her hand.? "Well, let's talk to Dan about when he comes home.? Back here, I mean."? It was almost habit to call it home, even if the three of them didn't actually live together anymore. "I'd rather keep it to us if possible.? Whatever money I've got saved, we can use for it.? I'm not doing anything else with it."
She nodded and squeezed his hand in return.? "Wanna see some ideas?"? Without waiting for him to answer, she delved into the file again, withdrawing glossy magazine photos of the Hotel de Paris in Monte Carlo, and handed them to him.? "I thought maybe we could do something very, very swank.? A casino, a four-star restaurant, a day spa, roof-top pool and cabana car.? The whole works."
He smirked.? "Can we live there, too?"
She chuckled and then showed him another magazine photo.? "The Hotel de Paris has two long-term rooms that are really just glorified apartments.? There's a staff, too - a butler, a maid, a personal chef.? We could do two of them, too."
"I was mostly kidding about living there.? I like our house."? He nodded, though.? Long-term rooms for rent sounded like a good idea.? Nice, steady income.? "Obviously, going for the refurbishment seems like the way to go.? We should start looking around for a suitable building.? Any idea where you want it to be located?"