Lee had been lost in his thoughts as he made his way off, his mind was already calculating his next steps. He was on a productive streak and he figured if he could reach his contact maybe he could get the supply a day earlier than originally planned and then return to MacClery's later in the evening. Bailey's approach startled Lee and all the Dreadfuls he had been carrying slipped from his hands. "Sorry...yeah right. Wait..." He looked more closely at Bailey, recognition coming to his eyes as the your man spoke. "Bailey, right, you answered the door last night." Lee quickly recalled and commented as the lad promptly began picking up the books. He let him go about it, giving him the opportunity to redeem himself for the startling. "Come back? I ummm...I just figured Mr. MacClery would be...otherwise occupied." He gave a 'you know' nod down at the books. "I was just hoping to catch him for a chat. I had a few questions about our meeting last night. I mean..." Things were getting awkward then. He was looking at this young man who was handing him back his penny trash books and talking in code about the vampyre, 'Kindred', that they all dined on. He blinked. he wasn't even sure how one broached such a topic with new 'family'.<br/><br/>"Bailey...Call me William. Yes, let's go back. I'd love to get acquainted with the both of you and when Andrew's available, we can can talk. " He paused for a long moment. "Is that how this works? I'm really, really new to all of this." He pulled a side-lipped frown.<br/><br/>Meanwhile...<br/><br/>"I think you should go see Apollo and find out if he might know anything about the Kindred who visited here tonight. The Master will not be happy to here of the intrusion unless it is something he has sanctioned himself. And what of Mr. Wilde? Have you found anything of note about him?"<br/><br/>Everything about Sallie's demeanor gave away just how tired she was of Sebak's over emphasizing of the obvious. "Of course, Sebak. If anyone will know, Apollo will, hopefully. Gossip doesn't go far before hitting that shore. But you're going with me."<br/><br/>"I am sorry, Miss Clair, but I do not feel inclined to do so." It was his turn to show disinterest and discontent. "I do not know Apollo as well as you do. The Master has taken you there with him many times as his arm piece for the Elysiums."<br/><br/>"Maybe so, but Apollo definitely enjoys looking at you while he's talking to me." She smiled an evil victorious grin. "He'll be more inclined to give away the best gossip if you're there to intoxicate him with your dark, velvety exotic skin...Isn't that what he said last time?" She chuckled impishly as Sebak grew sternly expressionless.<br/><br/>"It is. I was not made comfortable by that."<br/><br/>"Doesn't matter. If it eases him into talking with us, then it needs to be done." She grabbed up her hat and shawl. "Not that he wouldn't anyway after he hears what happened in Master's place. Let's go, we're theater bound!"<br/><br/>Sallie actually really enjoyed Apollo's company. He was lush and extravagant like most Toreador but the relationship he held with their Master was one she prized just as much as the Master Tremere did. The two were like bosom dear friends and she was certain Apollo would be inflamed to hear an unknown Kindred had ghouled a man right there on the premises.  Sebak, on the other hand, had a slightly different opinion of the castrati. While he understood little about the foppish garish clan, he knew Apollo was close to Master as so, as Sallie had said, he should, and would, do whatever it took to find out what they needed to know. He was just much more rigid in his thinking and academic in the execution of his duties.  The flair of the average Toreador was an inefficient mystery to the learned Egyptian. Sallie arrived at the theater with Sebak trailing behind and entered looking about for the nearest useful attendant.