Decker turned his head. Was that Lorelei. Oh heck she can't know he's here, the uniform was a giveaway. He hid in the crowd. "Blake? It's that Blake? It is! Who's the feller she's talking to?" He was suspicious. He was no longer here in business. This was a private matter. "Well, well, well, have we here." He muttered menacingly "As it seems Juilet has found herself a new Romeo. And that leaves, poor Duke Paris all alone." He chuckled. He made references daily. He was knocked over, and fell to the floor. His hat rolled away. He ran to get it but it landed at Blake's feet. He tried to descreetly pick it up and turn around. Pretend he was on business. Well actually he was, the station sent him here.