|Location||The sea/Delphia Seaport docks|
"I am not getting bloody arrested again on the eleventh journey I decided to go to for... Destruction of property!? Aren't you cheeky I don't see a badge on you! So tired of these bogus charges every time! Aren't I on some list that you can assume I did nothing wrong as all you people try and fail to charge me for every little thing?"
He took a few deep breaths and turned his head slightly, upon hearing Sage's last comment, "Depends if I'm getting arrested or not..." He said, very curtly. He sighed loudly again, as his anger began to subside. "No... I'm fine... Sorry about you're phone. Maybe we can make arrangements, I'm sure there's a phone store somewhere here or on the island. This place is a tourist trap after all."
"No... No no no no, my note!" He looked frantically at the ground, "Hey, unless you're feeling spiteful do you see a note anywhere on the ground? It has an address that I need to go to and I do not remember the address."