There was a flash of familiar blond hair. "We're at the right place," Romeo told Reno with a smirk as he opened the door.

He found the assistant and asked, in French, //Are there two blond girls speaking English here?//

She looked bored. //All afternoon. Are you here to collect them?//

//In a way,// he said, and turned back to Reno. "We just need to get them to come out.