"Good! I wish that man the best." Lucien replied, eagerly taking the watch into his hands to brush his fingers over the silver, inspecting it for a few moments before nodding as if say 'good'. A moment later, he spoke out, thinking nothing of the sound of the bell from the door having opened. "Good job, as always, Oliver. I'd expect nothing less, of course." He was a rather rich man- But not to the point that he constantly wore suits and such. He always dressed casually, like anyone else would. He just... Liked his trinkets and toys, per-say.<br/><br/>Lilith froze when seeing the figure more clearly beneath the street light. What was that?! It hadn't been any human, surely. It reminded her mostly like a... Tree. But was it safe to step out alone? Her father had always warned her never to walk alone... Especially at night. But she couldn't help it- Her father was just an over protective man, she assured herself. Slipping the rest of the way out the door, she ran to hopefully catch up with the figure, running around the corner, then glancing around, but mainly looking to the alley way. There wasn't really any other place to hide... Was it still there, either way? "Hello...?" She called out in a question.