I did not take over his lair just to be cruel, although it was my main reason. The other reason being I at that time lived in a simple one-bedroom apartment while his lair was much bigger and looked like more fun to live in.
The lair was humongous, with an almost stylish nighttime-mystery feel to it. The spacious rooms filled me with an odd sense of contentment that was fairly reminiscent to my home back in Go City. (I swear on the eventual graves of my four brothers that the absolute only thing I ever missed about home is the building itself. ((I also liked the fighting part but Hego always limited me anyways.))
I spent the rest of the day and most of the evening walking through the endless hallways and limitless rooms and quarters. I was fascinated by all the doomsday devices and other villainous dcor that was strewn about. I rearranged the computer and security systems to accommodate to the change of ownership. When I was finished with that I checked the cameras and locks to make sure I was safe. Then I found the only room with comfortable furniture and slept there for the night.