Rolf smiled at his friend's joke. "No, I don't think so. There's really no reason for them to be above the third floor, anyway. There are only three apartments above that: mine, yours, and my maid's."
Rolf knew his friend well enough to tell that he was feeling uneasy, but hoped that those feelings would subdue fairly quickly, for Johan's sake. The elevator reached the fifth floor, and the operator stopped. "Thanks," Rolf said with a nod as the operator opened the doors.
He directed his friend to the door to his apartment, first indicating the servants' apartment: "That's the servants' apartment; as of right now it's just Anika. But both of our apartments have bells wired to that apartment, labelled, of course, so if you need anything, just ring. I'll show you where the cords are to ring them," he added as he fished the key out of his pocket, opening the door to his best friend's new apartment, before handing the key to Johan. "I have a spare if you need it."
The apartment was dark, and Rolf turned the hall lights on. "Electric lights, of course. And... down this side hallway is your kitchen and dining room." He turned the lights on as he led his friend through the rooms. "As you can see, the kitchen has an icebox, plenty of counterspace, and a stove. I think there are a few dishes in the cabinets; you can check later. The cord for the bell is here," he added, indicating. "And there's a door to the dining room, of course." He led his friend into the next room, which was furnished. "I'm afraid it's all formal dining, but that shouldn't be too much of an issue." He indicated this room's bell cord, as well, before leading his friend back out into the main hallway.
"There's a telephone and a chair here," he said, pointing to the corner, "and this door right here is the guest room. It only has one bed, but it comes with a wardrobe and a desk, too." He showed his friend the room, again indicating the cord. "And at the end of this hall is the bathroom." The bathroom was rather modest, with a sink, a toilet, a bathtub, and a cabinet, but Rolf figured that it was better than what Johan had been living with. "And on the right is your bedroom." He opened the door to the large bedroom. There was no need to turn on the lights, as the street-facing room was receiving plenty of sunlight. "Bed, couch, fireplace, dry sink, a small desk... and through here is your dressing room, which is where you'll find your wardrobe and some mirrors, and where you can put all of your clothes." He indicated the cords before leading his friend across the hall to the study.
"Here's your study. I suppose if you and Felicie end up having children, then you can convert this to a bedroom, but I think the shelves are built in to the wall. The previous owner left quite a few books here, too." This was the room that Rolf had the most memories of sitting in, as it was undoubtedly his uncle's favourite room in the house. "Windows, if you want to smoke, so you don't choke to death." Rolf also indicated the cord, desk, armchairs, and side-table that had previously supported more than a few bottles of liquor.
"And if we go back up and down this side-hallway, here, we've got your sitting room. Or parlour." He opened the door to this room, which was again (for the time being) lit by natural lighting. "Light switch is here if you need it, right next to the cord. It's a nice room, spacious... not very intimate, though." The room was nice, though, with plush sofas and armchairs, and an upright piano. "I don't know if you know how to play, but I'm sure that the owner wouldn't mind."
Rolf shrugged. "It's really not all that impressive for a family, but... it's quite a bit nicer and more spacious than your old place. I'm right downstairs if you have any questions; you can either take the stairs or ring for the elevator - although the stairs might be faster. I'm the only apartment down there, so it shouldn't be too hard to figure out."
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