"Deal, then," Derek replied, then groaned. "Okay, time to go clean up."

When no other solution presented itself, he placed his hands under Freya and stood, keeping her clinging to him as he walked further into the apartment, heading for the bathroom and the shower within. And, of course, whatever might end up happening there-- getting clean or getting dirty again first.

Either way, Derek knew it was already a great day.

[OOC: Sound like a nice cap to you?]