"Oh, but it is." Hal insisted.

"After all, if you're going to open a bank account, you need to have an initial deposit." he told her.

"And I refuse to hear any quibble about the amount." he then quickly said.

"Go with your parents and set up your bank account." he then said further.

"While you're doing so, I will find one of our apartment dorms for you to reside in." he continued, before pausing.

"But, one question." he went on, pausing for a moment.

"Do you prefer a key card for the door, or an actual key?" he asked.

Samson nodded as Peyton said what she did, before looking back at Hal.

"Thank you for what you're doing for my daughter." he said, extending a hand.

"My pleasure, Mr Carter." Hal responded, accepting it.

"Samson." the man responded. "But you can call me Sam." he then said.

"I extend the same offer to you and your wife in return." Hal responded. "Call me Hal. Or just 'Sharp', if you prefer." he told them.

He then grabbed a business card, and wrote something on the back of it, before giving it to Peyton.

"One of my special business cards, with the address of the bank written on the back." he told her. "It should streamline the process."

"Jake." the guard responded from behind his newspaper... just as they heard a thunder roar, as well as water droplets starting to hit the pavement outside.

"Guess you got back just in time." he said.

"So... I hear the boss man's hired you." he went on.

"Congrats." he said further.

"And yeah, I'll give partial credit for the 'J'." he then added with a smirk.

"Heh, nice one." Jake replied.

He then paused for a moment, before his tongue darted out a few times.

"Yep." he said.

"Identity confirmed." he told her.

"Your scent is still fresh in my mouth." he told her further with an almost predator-like grin.

He then pushed the button, and she heard a buzzing sound.

"In ya go." he said.

"All righty then." Jake replied as she went through the door.

"Look left!" she then heard him call out.

When she did, she saw a TV screen on the wall, with an interactive floor plan for the floor she was on... but as it stood, it was just currently showing the overall floor scheme.

"So you don't get lost!" he called further.

"There's one on every floor, generally in the centre lounge area of said floor!" he then added.

"Enter." she heard Sharp say from behind the closed door.

When she did, Sharp looked at her and smiled.

"Ah, welcome back." he greeted her.

"Took a bit longer than I expected." he admitted. "Was there a lineup at the bank or something akin to that?" he asked her.

He then reached for a folder, and started to flip through its contents.

"Perfectly understandable." Sharp replied.

"And we'll have something more specifically for you made up, in terms of a glamour piece." he told her. "Something you can activate more quickly and/or subtly, and more tailored to your preferences." he went on.

"You'll need to speak with R&D about it." he said further.

"Anyway, before we get to your apartment, I believe you should have something for me." he then went on.

"Something from the bank to get the direct deposit to go through?" he asked her, before making his way to a small safe that was on one of the corner tables in the office.

Sharp grabbed something out of the safe, before returning to his desk.

He checked the paper, before nodding and placing it in the file folder he'd been looking at previously.

"I'll get this sorted later today." he told her.

"Your first pay will be via cheque, but every subsequent one will be done with direct deposit, and your stub will be delivered to your apartment." he said.

"Speaking of which..." he then said further, showing her the key he'd gotten from the safe.

"I believe it's time for you to see your new home." he smiled.

"Well, hopefully you'll be used to it soon enough." Sharp replied.

With that, they left his office, and he took her through the building, straight to where her apartment was. It took about 5 minutes to get there, and when they arrived at the door, he handed her the key.

She opened the door, to find the place fully furnished.

Everything she could ever need was there, including a large queen-sized bed.

"That door leads to the bathroom." Sharp told her, gesturing to a door to their right.

"Any issues with this apartment?" he then asked.

"Footstool?" Sharp asked.

"A couple." he said.

"There's one in the closet, and one under the bed." he told her.

It was at that point, someone came running down the hallway.

"Agent Sharp, Agent Sharp!" they called out, urgency in their tone.

"Excuse me." Hal said.

He then met with the person outside the apartment, and she heard talking for a few moments.

"Excuse me." he said to her.

"Something's cropped up that needs my attention." he informed her.

"Feel free to explore the entirety of the building, except for the obvious 'authorized personnel only' places." he finished.