[On my way,] he sent back, getting up as soon as the images of the location came to his mind. He considered leaving some message for Cordelia on where he was, but every method he considered would either take too long, or wasn't plausible. So he didn't. He still punched his exit code into the computer, however.
A moment later, he was standing in an alley beside Cafe Stella. From there, Peter let out a breath, and stepped out to the front of the cafe, glancing around. [Elisabeth?]