"I thought about it," Kovacs snaps. Seriously, he's been snapping at everything but he thinks it's pretty fucking warranted. This music has burrowed its way into his head so deep that he would let someone take a hammer to his stack and rip the shit out if it meant he could be unaware for this shit.

Tearing the entire station apart is probably too much for one person so going at his door was the next best thing.

He stands there, hands on his hips, glaring in her direction because she's there. "What are you doing? Having a nice walk?"