Emma accepted the jacket with a smile and slid quickly into the taxi before leaning up to give the driver their new destination. "840 Fifth Avenue. Straight there and you'll get a bigger tip." If anything, Tony was making her part of the game even easier. He was letting her make all the moves and just adding his own commentary when necessary. "I would think that you'd be weary of strange women by now, Tony." She smiled at the thought of how easy it was to get whisked off by the playboy and how hard it might be to get him inside the address she'd just mentioned. If he was as smart as she knew he was, he'd know where she was going. If not, he'd find out soon enough.