Noah's smile grew a little brighter, pleased. "Rahel, then." He liked the name; it suited her. "Please don't hesitate to call. I've really enjoyed talking with you, and I'm glad that we had a chance to do so."
Out of the corner of his eye he saw Nate appear, looking not-so-patient. Noah looked at him, then back to Rahel, and gave an apologetic little shrug.
"Fame and stinkiness call," he said. "Or at least, crowds and stinkiness. I hope the rest of your day is less...malodorous," he said with a grin, then offered her a nod and trotted back to the door Nate held open for him, taking a final deep breath before going in.