The San Lucas Hotel. Faith frowned at the sign from the passenger seat of the Volkswagen and just nodded at Angel when he asked her for a minute. She sat in the front seat for awhile just waiting on him to do whatever he needed to do. After four cigarettes she started to play around with the radio, happy that at least Connery wasn't a big fan of Barry.
After a couple of songs she let herself out of the car and started to hunt around the grounds for Angel. Finally, she found him sitting on a bench quietly.
She wasn't sure what to say to him so she just sat down next to him and looked around. It was strange to her, to have this building here without Angel inside of it. This was his place.
"We could buy it back?" She offered helpfully. She wasn't sure how expensive it was to buy a hotel but she figured between Connery's cash and whatever she had in the bank off of her high class escort service, they could afford one little hotel in Los Angeles.
She wasn't sure that was the issue though. Less the building, and more the people who once occupied the space inside of the building. You couldn't buy them back.