Hitomi<br/><br/>"Ma'am, can I ask what you're doing out here, this late at night?" The pot-bellied officer glares down at her, having at least a head on her, even if she were standing. "I'm going to have to ask you to leave, unless you're a guest here."<br/><br/>Leticia<br/><br/>As they're talking, Leticia feels a fairly strong magic source, questing its way through the building, particularly the upper floors.<br/><br/>"Of course, ma'am, right this way." Fredricks leads her out of his room, up one flight of stairs into a more expensive-looking office area, to a door marked Mr. Ortiz. Muffled voices can be heard from inside; Fredricks knocks and announces, "Detective? Someone here to see you... she insisted."<br/><br/>Blake<br/><br/>"Sorry, don't know the guy myself. 'Sides, that's all he knows, far as I know." He quickly pockets the cash, nodding. "If I hear anything else... some way I can get a hold of ya?"<br/><br/>Carmen<br/><br/>As they're talking, Carmen feels a fairly strong magic source, questing its way through the building, particularly the upper floors.<br/><br/>Kettering/Carmen<br/><br/>A knock at the door interrupts their conversation; the head of security for the hotel announces, "Detective? Someone here to see you... she insisted."<br/><br/>Beatrice<br/><br/>As she's waiting by the door, she feels a fairly strong magic source, questing its way through the building, particularly the upper floors.