Greed hadn't been able to get in touch with Zoe for days since the shitstorm with Patience happened. He was over it now. Breaking Patience's nose was the right amount of hate to let loose. He'd been hanging out with Sloth all afternoon. Now he smelled like burgers and pot. Lust had also been a savior, letting him bang out his frustrations. Nothing put Greed back on the map than getting a taste Lust.
He tried calling Zoe's number as he approached her apartment still getting a voice answering system. Well, that just wouldn't do. By his very definition, Avarice was witholding what he had. It was where this hoard of his cake from while greed was an insatiable hunger. He split between the two at times, and had both all at once at others. Zoe was his, a part of this hoard, so back-peddling now wouldn't be him at all. He'd been a little taken back by her display the other day. He'd expected her to drop for Patience as everything he did looked worse by the minute. But she didn't. She was willing to escape with him. Greed did the only thing he could think of. He ran. That in itself made Patience the victor.
Once he was at her door there was still no answer. He kept banging on the door but with no response. After a time he headed back down stairs, making the poor girl believe he'd left. Instead he scaled the fire escape, nice suit or not.