Re: Phone call to C. Byron.
You hold it right there. You aren't driving yourself in the middle of the damn night, woman. You wait in that lobby and I'll have someone come fetch you. [He's already reaching for the desk phone, and the sound of him dialing can be heard over the line.] And I disagree about them needing a place to stay. What about the Creations that come over here with nothing to their name?