Nate nodded as the manager left. He was not dumb. He doubted that it was about signing. He usually left the detective work to Algernon. As luck would have it his phone rang to the tune of Rule Britannia. It was Algernon calling on his private line. The Hawk line. "Sir, something is going on downtown. No reports and I have no idea what it is. Should I send Sparrow?" Algernon asked getting right down to brass tacks. "No tell him to wait. We can sell later." He said using code to say that they should wait. "Very good sir." Algernon said hanging up. Nate closed his phone. "Sorry about that. Running a corporation is a nightmare too." He said to her smiling sheepishly. "So we were talking about you. What did you do before this? Cause you have an amazing voice." He said still smiling. It was his trademark defense.