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Show Woodworth/83 "How about this one? Separate bedroom, bath. Big living room, with a kitchenette. I've seen it myself, was over there just yesterday morning. Lots of light." "What's a kitchenette?" "Your kitchen is part of your living room. It's set up along one end of the room, with a counter in between. Kind of nice for a single chick. You can talk to your date while you make dinner. You know, kind of keep an eye on him." "Huh-un. I don't want the kitchen in the living room." "Or the bathroom in the kitchen, or the living room in the bedroom. Come on, Mike. You must have tons of stuff at this time of year now that the students have cleared out," Rachael says. She leans forward so that her breasts push out from under her embroidered peasant shirt. Marty smiles at Rachael's ability to get things done her way. "Sure. There's lots of vacant apartments now that school's out. But it doesn't sound to me like your friend here is in the same market as the students. Here's another one. Now this place is really different. A new thing for Boston. It's on Stoneholn • Street, which isn't the best neighborhood in town, I grant you that. But it's not bad. I mean, it's safe, not scenic." He grins at his allerative sales pitch. "But the building more than makes up for it. Swimming pool on the roof, underground parking garage, and there's a bar on the top floor, complete with color television set, pool table, you name it. You got to be single to live there. No kidding. They don't allow kids. Or married folks. And the rooms are cheap, considering what you get. There's one here, available for $460." "That's a bit out of my range." "Jfotr uliumlft tefee^ look at i t , though. I t ' s a great deal." |
