"I'll see if I can't commit to this place a little more. I dunno, I just needed a place, never bothered to give it any love. Don't like the previous owner, after all." He did like the tiles on the floor though, weirdly enough. They were black and red, interchanged, and they had a fun chessboard style he really dug. And he did like the walls too but they were just deep red and covered in bullet holes. Nothing fancy.

Walking across the room, Harvey pulled open one of the cabinets and raided around until he finally found what he wanted. He had a very fancy black box and he slide it along the bar, gesturing for Ed to open it. "All yours, buddy. I said I'd get you something nice. Can't say I don't keep my promises."