Quentin glanced at the building, nodding. "I'll definitely keep that in mind. There's, um, apparently a version of me was here before, and he had...friends? Um, and he worked at this theater so I want to check that out first before I make any like, decisions."

He glanced up at it again, then at Bash. "Besides, kinda hard to swallow working when I can't even use my money until I have a contract."