I think I might be concussed?

[Lucy is still obviously in the Master's apartment. She sighs dramatically for the camera, puts her elbows on her knees and rests her chin in her hand]

Really? Seriously City is this a conspiracy to keep me locked in Harry's flat fooooooooooreeeeeeeeeever?

I don't think even he left me that much ice cream.

I like Harry's apartment. I'm considering moving everything in here but I would like to be able to go to my apartment and move things out without getting attacked, looted or otherwise screwed with.

And the giant dog I have? Yeah he's under the table. I think I'll take the cat. Masha will be more protection.