That's one of those kisses that leaves a normal guy breathless, leaves him wanting more, makes him rethink this whole see-you-in-three-hours strategy in favor of somethin' a little more possessive. Lucky for Lara he ain't a normal guy and he recognizes the kiss for exactly what it is. It's her way of ensuring he doesn't go off and forget her while she's doin' whatever it is she's' doin'. The worry's needless; he ain't gonna forget.

What he is gonna do is head off someplace quiet where he can make a couple phone calls. Vacation or no vacation, it's hard to put a decade of work away when a guy's not used to doing that kind of thing and while he's sure Tseng's got it all covered and Rude's taking care of the boss real well and even though he's really off the clock, it's still good to know what's going on.

The area by the hotel's the most likely spot for a little peace and quiet, so he heads there. The fuck, right? It's just a hotel and most people don't stay there. They want to do the attractions and shit and that's cool, it's what the place is built for. And to hide the prison. That aside, he finds himself a bench in a quiet corner, sits down, and takes out his phone.

Time to call in.