Seumas nods at the man named Andrew before looking back to the police officer.

	"Aye, right," he says, giving Sofie an appraising look. "No funny business. I dunnae wish to be in a cell by morning, and things might get a wee bit messy in there, so keep yer handcuffs on yer belt, lass." He then turns to John. "What's that address?"