*shakes with eye-crinkling laughter and exchanges a few brief words over the phone* *flips it shut* That'll be your ride coming 'round front, my Lady. Don't worry about a thing.
*gathers you up once more (begging your pardon again, ma'am!) and stands, glancing at Duilien as he does so* My Lord, would you keep us covered get the doors? *knows full well there is plainclothes security crawling all over the place, but you can't be too careful*