The shadow is cast.

[i_cant_get_out]

Grinding. Clanking. Thudding. The noise coming from the now abandoned apartment of 502 was downright nightmarish. Of course, anyone who comes to investigate is going to find Henry setting up the furniture in the room for... well, for something. God knows what it is, but he seems like he has some kind of master plan in mind for how it's all supposed

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[talkback]

"Feng shui?"

Chase has this thing for leaning in doorways. Never mind the glazed look on his face.

[i_cant_get_out]

"Photo studio. It was Faye's idea. I figure once we get cameras, people aren't going to want me popping up and randomly taking pictures of them."

Or are they? Paparazi Henry attack may be in order.

[talkback]

"Why...."

Chase shakes his head.

"Why not set all this effort towards getting out of here?"

[i_cant_get_out]

"Because I don't know if there is an out of here. And even if i do get out of here, I wouldn't mind a photograph or two of a few of the people I've met."

He'd look over at him, having appearantly decided where the end-table goes.

"What about you? What do you think?"

[burbonmilkshake]

"Morning, sorry I'm late!" Faye says from the doorway. Then she pauses.

"Okay, Henry. I know that you're stronger than I am, but that is a really heavy couch. I wish you would've waited for me." She's frowning a little at him.

[i_cant_get_out]

Heny would shrug.

"Yeah. I know. But you seemed kind of busy last night. Didn't feel like bugging you with it."

He'd pause, and look back at the couch and end table. "What do you think?"

[burbonmilkshake]

"I'm usually busy on Tuesdays," she says. "But you could've waited until today to do this."

She eyes the furniture critically. "I like it. But... hm. The wall color..."

[i_cant_get_out]

"Well, I can't do much about that. Unless you have access to some paint." He'd pause. "Or do you have another idea?"

He'd tap the wall a few times. "I could have waited, but I've spent enough time doing nothing..."