"That's part of the charm, really," Wren smiles back. "Don't worry, sharing a one bedroom with two other people isn't particularly glamorous either. I lived near the Bowery for a really long time. I do miss the pizza. And fresh garlic bagels." He's going to have to take a road trip sometime. There's a lot about NYC he misses.

"It is. I'll hold you to that," Wren nods, then smirks a little mischievously. "Do you have a number, Bailey, or should I just come down to the sea at dawn and wait for you to appear?"