You looked around with interest in the office of the bureau, which was called "Devil May Cry". On the one hand, the office itself was slightly...empty, but on the other hand, you noticed a lot of objects that seemed unrelated to each other—how can a billiard table and a drum kit stand side by side here, and not in any club?...

Then your gaze was riveted by a man sitting casually at a table and talking on the phone. He didn't look at you or anywhere else except his magazines.

"What? My account? Don't bother with nonsense, I'll pay you off soon," he said to someone on the other end of the line. There are small notes of a mixture of mild irritation and innocent, almost childish resentment in his voice.

You have once again walked around the corners of a not too large room. Meanwhile, Dante—that was the name of the man who was supposed to help you get to the Lowell family estate—stretched a little.

"Of course, I can be hired for a work, but I'm hardly a babysitter for a kiddo,” he said, looking at you.