Roger gathered up the folders and other contained things Bea wanted and stacked it. When they were about ready, he picked up the trash and the stack and followed Bea out the door. He waited while she locked the door. "If everyone is out and Mrs. Mortimer is asleep, we probably could use the kitchen table." He suggested. He could imagine everyone's reaction if they saw the two of them in Bea's room unsupervised. And even though neither would do anything questionable, he didn't want her reputation questioned. Besides, kitchen table. Where else would you have a nice flat surface to work on? Assuming of course, you didn't have nosey people coming back or a land lady waking up and coming out.

He followed Bea down the hallway, discarding the trash in a receptacle as they passed one. "Have you seen anyone out of the ordinary?" He inquired, holding the door open for her as they headed outside. His eyes scanned the street but there was nothing out of the ordinary. He walked beside her as they made her way back to her apartment.


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Estella followed the woman out of the room and back into the maze of passageways. She examined the airship as they walked along. It was a lovely ship. She smiled as Rebekah tried to apologize. "Think nothing of it," she said. She had worse. A lot worse. Thankfully, she knew how to make a real good locking door and if need be, use a gun. "You get used to it in my line of work." They headed along. Now Estella was no expert but she really didn't remember these twists and turns. It was a good thing that she was being escorted. She'd get lost. When she was on the [i]Allure[/i] she had walked it with a paper sketching out a map so she wouldn't get lost. Of course, she didn't make it obvious - she had received enough flack but it helped navigate. 

"Oh ok." Estella shrugged. She wasn't sure why but whatever. She really didn't need to get back right away and hey - any additional time on this vessel was a joy. They come onto the bridge and her eyes lit up as walked in. Quickly covering her interest, she nodded to the man. "How do you do." She said politely. So this was the man who owned this fascinating mechanical wonder. As Rebekah went over to him real quick, Estella tucked her thumbs into her pockets. Remembering it wasn't actually very feminine, she pulled them back out again she let her hands fall to her side. 

Turning to give them a slight bit of privacy, Estella watched them out of the corner of her eye. When the woman came back, Estella turned her attention back to her. She smiled at the positive energy displayed. The smile faded slightly as she was offered the money. "Oh no." She said raising her hands up.  "I can't take that." She shrugged off the explanation. "I don't care. Doesn't bother me." She gave a quick smile to show she didn't mean to offend. "You get it a lot in my line of work. Don't worry, I'm good." She smiled. "Thank you though."