Connor climbed into the passenger seat, putting his seat belt on, and settling in. When she asked about the stables, he said "About ten minutes down the rode, on the right hand turn, you can't miss it after you turn right" as he got out his phone, and called the hunter. 

Therein was the worst five minutes of his life as he explained he was off unto a job and didn't know when he would be back, telling him that the vampires in the city might be a 0.bit peeved, and that he was investigating the increase in the supernatural's activities. He sat there and listened to the hunter rattle on and one, finally saying, "Well, it isn't my problem, frankly, I've been looking after this city more then you, Merl. Its time you pull your weight a bit" And he stabbed the hang up button on his phone hard, throwing the damn thing in the pack of the car. 

"Bad tempted old coot" He muttered, grumbling and cursing to himself. Other hunters were a pain in the butt, he thought bitterly. Most of them anyway.