He smiled when her heard Lilly's voice come over the other end of the line. Then swiftly frowned when she started speaking. There's something there in her voice that wasn't there before... fear, maybe? Dread? Either way, he want's to know what had caused her such alarm. It's just his nature to not want to hear people sound afraid. He'd known her about an hour, but something within  him wants to correct what's bothering her.<br/><br/>He doesn't hesitate to answer in a calm, level tone to her request for a drink. "Sure. I would be in favor of meeting you for a drink at Grinders. I've been past there but never been in. I'll see you in a half hour. Take care until then." He waits for her to hang up before closing his phone and leaning back into the leather seat.<br/><br/>He wonders if the kidnappings have anything to do with the increased police presence around the city. He doesn't muse too long before starting the 'stang, slipping back into the traffic that's heavy even at this time of night, heading for the bar she had named.