By some stroke of luck, no one from Delilah seemed to notice nor care that Jezebel was leading a strange man through the halls of their headquarters out into the night. After that, it was simply a matter of summoning a carriage to take them to West End.

In a matter of minutes, they had arrived in the theater district, where quite a number of people were milling about. Each building was plastered with posters advertising shows, from Shakespeare performances to burlesque revues.

Jezebel glanced around, unsure what to think. He'd never spent much time in this area, really. "What do you think, Radu?" he asked; after all, he was the one who had suggested theater and would hopefully have a better sense of direction that he did.