Stephanie was past the point of polite chatter, and found herself running out of patience for it. She rose, nodded to the man before her as he bid her farewell, and departed without further effort toward pleasantries.<br/><br/>The penguine at the door was, of course, eager to see her leave, and she maliciously thought how fun it would be to stick around. She thought of all the things she could do to scare these men out of their wits, and leave them all bumbling and sobbing. Too bad she had a job to do. Sighing regretfully, she snapped at the concierge, "Oh, you'll hear from me, I'm sure."<br/><br/>She took the paper from him impatiently, took up her suitcase, and exited onto the street. She didn't know the city well, and had no idea if the address was close by. Resigned to another cab ride, she waved a hand, creating a loud, piercing whistle by blowing into two fingers.<br/><br/>The cab ride felt horridly long to her, but may possibly have been far shorter than she thought it was. Cars were always slow to her, compared to running as she preferred. Whens he emerged, she stood looking up at the designated apartment curioiusly.<br/><br/>"Here we go... the beginning of another chase."<br/><br/>She grinned with excitement.