"Very well then, we all seem to be agreement." Moros spoke, his face lighting up with excitement. He lifted his busted watch to his face and checked the time before nodding in satisfaction, "Just in time to. I have a few other appointments that I'm scheduled to take care of so I must bid you goodbye." Moros spoke before dusting himself off and rising from the table. "If you wish to get in contact with me before our next meeting you'll notice that there are business cards in your pockets, don't be alarmed they've been their ever since you entered the room." He explained before bowing politely to the women, "Adieu my precious friends, I look forward to our next meeting. No doubt I shall see you soon." He spoke before walking into the darkness. They probably would have expected to hear Moros's exit; the tapping of his shoes against the floor before listening to him climb out from the dingy basement, but no sound followed him. Like a ghost, he simply vanished.