"Actually, there is. There's a reason why I rented a car." Apollo's expression brightens, hands clasping together.

"I got the office a fridge and second desk. I saved up enough to get that squared away." If he was going to go through with getting into the Night Council after summer classes were over, he'd definitely need more than one assistant. Although, he was pretty sure these two wouldn't stick around. Which... would suck, but—

"We move yours around a little bit and everything will fit comfortable enough. And also..." He turns to Stiles again, holding up the arm with his bracelet. "Don't try lying to me. You understand?"