Renovated and expanded from the estate's original stables, in memoriam of Alysande Stuart. Houses a modest swimming pool suitable for laps and diving, numerous exercise equipment, and an indoor basketball court. A soccer field is nearby, and the stables are still maintained with a number of well-heeled equines.
"She's a little bit older than that, but yeah. I'm thinking she used her telepathy on me, which means I really need to work on my mental defenses. But that's on the agenda for *next* week."
"I guess I'm just paranoid. Every girl I've gotten interested with has run away screaming sooner or later. And the ones who didn't stick around long enough for me to get really interested? I won't even get into the levels of batshit insane they were."
"I'll let you in on a little secret, Trev. All the women around here are batshit insane in one way or another." She pointed at herself, "Exhibit A right here."
He chuckled, "See, *that* is batshit insane. You're just mildly crazed, the same as the rest of us going to school here where we attract trouble like....I dunno, insert your own simile here."