When he saw her returning with the piece of paper he stood, fastening the top button of his coat as she approached. He smiled, a little amused at the suggestion he use a coach service, but letting it slide past.

"Thank you, I appreciate the information," he said, taking the proffered slip of paper and tucking it into his pocket after a quick glance. The location seemed to ring some vaguely distant bell, but he could not for the life of him recall where he'd heard or read of anything to do with the area, let along the town. "I will be staying at the Golden Nugget if you happen to come across any more of the 'antiques'. And if you wish more information on the one you have, let me know. I have an associate who could possibly translate the markings for you."