Davey explored the apartment. The kitchenette had a small refrigerator, a three burner range-top, a tiny electric oven, a microwave and a sink, all surrounded by blond cabinetry. "It's so cute," he said.

Larry smirked. "I'm glad you like it."

Davey blushed. A breakfast bar separated the cooking area from the front room with its enormous HDTV and plush sectional sofa. "How long will this last?"

"We took a seven year lease."

Davey felt his knees go weak.

"You might want an advanced degree." Larry shrugged.

"Advanced degree?" Davey squeaked.

"You're going to City, right?"

"Oh, college," said Davey, relieved.