"Well, I'm sure there's caves somewhere in the park," Lucy points out. Whether they might already be occupied is another matter. Not to mention cold.

The elevator gives a ding, and Lucy leads down the hall, fishing her key out of her pocket. "Welcome to my palace," she says sarcastically and she unlocks the door and leads inside. "Would you like the grand tour?" It's not terrible, but it's very empty. There's a bed, a couch and table, a writing desk, a kitchen area, and that seems to be mostly it.