"Oh yes, I hope we don't startle him too much," says Bee. "Poor dear. The world must seem so overwhelming to him."

She takes a moment to brush her feet on the front rug, but there isn't much need - par for the course, she's drying quickly and the dirt seems to have sloughed itself off magically, not even leaving much trace on the floor. What an odd, handy little thing that is.

She follows Jennifer to the elevators - a bit impressed, and surprise, by the interior, much more luxurious than in her building.