Oz answered the door after a moment's wait. He'd pulled on a coat from the closet (which, despite the fact that he'd never seen it before fit him perfectly, which he found somewhat creepy) and was ready to go by the time he got there. "Hey," he said. "Nice to meet you in person."
He slipped outside, apparently not noticing that he hadn't been able to get in anyway. He locked the door behind him. "Got a destination in mind?"