This time Dante did laugh aloud, but his gaze shot immediately to the door, like anything above Library Volume would attract unwanted attention from what was probably a horrific row. He let his brow rise as he looked back at Felix, deeply sardonic. "Sounds like somebody might be playing in the dirt already."
He shrugged a shoulder. "I think any tip might be better than this possibly becoming more of an incident than it already has. I can do it, if you want, so even if anonymous falls through--"he gave the nameplate a significant look--"it doesn't come down on you."