He laughed after taking a sip of her coffee, passing her back the mug, and shook his head. "All part o' th' service having a 'wet charter', Sylvia 'nd I have to courteous to the clients!" he grinned, taking a large bite of the pastry and chewing before swallowing.

"But there was this one woman, a Brit, who I've seen before, at the Skylight that night, and she realised it, but w' pretty embarrassed, which isn' surprising. I didn' let on. Her name's Juliana..."