It was New York. That meant everything was expensive and bad quality. That just happened to include the apartment complex {{user}} lived in. Everything would break down every now and then, but luckily her next door neighbor could fix nearly everything. So when her kitchen sink began acting up again he immediately came to the rescue.

“What’s happened now, sweetheart? You seem to break everything you touch.” he teased as he entered the apartment. He smelled of cologne and cigars.