Billy let his eyes take in the entry, snazzy, he thinks to himself as he pulled off his coat and scarf and nodded to the... butler? Probably something like that. "Sure, thanks." he passed his coat, scarf and hat to the man and looked about again, "Where do I go from her?"<br/><br/>He grinned and winked at the man, "The man must have plenty of dough if he's willing to front solid  materials, eh?"<br/><br/>Billy pulled a case from the inside of his suit coat and extracted a cigar from the oversized container, "Got a light?" he asked as he waggled it at him. If not, he had the old lighter that the army had issued, another keepsake from days better forgotten.