His thoughts about the place probably weren't so different from Edward's if the man's somewhat famous deeds spoke to how his mind worked. Though beyond being confused by the place and what he could see through the shop windows, he was looking for signs anything familiar. He imagined he looked as he did in India, staring at everything around him trying to work it all out while he strutted about with utter confidence. Of course, in spite of every strange little thing, Jacob's confidence didn't falter, striding into the courtyard like he knew what he was doing and where he was going.
"I see her." He whispered, stopping beside the older assassin to give the girl a once-over. The pretty pink color aside, she didn't seem imposing, not when compared to two very visibly armed men. She didn't even appear armed herself but he'd been wrong before. He weighed their options for a second or two before making a probably risky decision to call out to her instead of observing her first. Father would have been very disappointed, as always. "Excuse us, Miss." He called to her, as he started toward her with that same confident walk and without checking on Edward's reaction. He put on one of his more charming smiles, hoping she might be too distracted to see how armed they were. "Sorry to bother you, but my compatriot and I seem to be lost. Might you know where we are?"