"They have a private estate over in Jersey." He grimaced, giving her directions towards the mansion. These damn vampires always liked to live extravagantly. He never really understood that and enjoyed his studio apartment. All that space would be depressing for the warden.<br/><br/>"There will be security checks on the drive and yadda yadda. Before we pull in, can you stop alongside the road so I can change?" He asked, idly taking out his small pocket book again. "I'll need to change into my Warden battle gear. They'll be more likely to take us seriously if I show up looking like a representative of the White Council who is very much ready to burn their mansion to the ground." Gabriel smirked, very much tempted to do just that. "Just try to mentally prepare yourself to be way hornier than you ever thought you could be. They've got a kind of...whammy that has you pitching wood if you don't steel yourself. Well, I suppose it would be lady wood for you." Gabe shrugged.