Smirking a bit in turn Aimee nod and gave a pat to Reon's bottom. "Alright, I'll trust you to take care of it but if I don't hear from you soon I'll come looking for you and won't stop till I find you again." She smiled in a friendly manner at this, gazing at Reon seriously before she left the room, the kiss on her cheek leaving her smiling in a friendly fashion.<br/><br/>Heading to the lobby brought Reon no signs of the man in question, but the clerk behind the counter seemed to recognise her after a moment, smiling and bowing his head a little and gesturing her over. "Right this way, ma'am." Escorting her towards the room marked 'security', the clerk showed her to a row of television screens with a plump security guard there watching the screens.<br/><br/>As she entered, the guard seemed to know what this was about, a nearby monitor that had been dark at the time they entered turning on, showing an image of a man in a fairly cheap suit visiting the counter. Black shades. Camera's shape barely visible in a breast-pocket, not a large camera perhaps but a camera still. Caucasian, but with a scar along his chin, starting from the right corner of his lips, like a third degree burn.