Harley smiled slightly at the sight of a familiar face at the check-in security desk. "Hello, Sir," she said. She nodded at his words. "Getting there, Sir." She knew what he was referring too, and hoped she wouldn't let him down. D'Isigny was a very slippery fellow, and she didn't trust him one bit. She had a bad feeling about the whole case; she'd been following him for a while and little had been revealed. "I hope your day treats you well." She took her shirt sadly. "Just what I always wanted." She sighed heavily and tucked it under her arm. She nodded with a smile to Evander. "Thank you, Sir. See you later, Sir." She turned and walked out into the main street, looking for anything to do and pass time. She vaguely heard someone yelling for Evander, and she glanced over behind her to see. She hung back a little on the side by the check in desk, wondering if she could be of assistance or anything. She thought that maybe even hanging out around there might be good anyway; she hated parties, but she didn't mind making she knew exactly when and with whom certain people showed up.