Their meeting at an end, Carlo motioned ahead for the concierge, who slid backwards into the restaurant at a snap of the heavy man's fingers. He looked to the woman warily, not quite sure what to make of her before his boss caught his attention with his gentle undertone.<br/><br/>"Give Miss Blackwater the directions to the Morgan's tenement, room 34D." He said simply, bowing his head towards the woman in deference. Their meeting over, as far as he could tell, he bid her an easy adieu with a slight smile and a genteel wave of his hand. "Another time, Stephanie, I'm sure. I hope you find him, and I hope for your sake he's in the mood to be found."<br/><br/>The concierge motioned her back towards the front of the restaurant, where he wrote something down for her in swift, neat writing on a small piece of paper and proffered it without pretense. "The address," he explained, "for the apartment you're looking for. It's not much, but not hard to find. I'd advise against walking there, as it's a bit far, but your legs are your own." He added with a slight snort, rather hoping she would leave now. "Anything else?"