"Well, like you said, he's hit nearly every high profile target in the city." Caroline huffed and brushed an errant lock of hair away from her face. "That tells us two things. First, he's a show off. I haven't heard anything about normal shops getting hit like this. Second, he's running out of targets, so there's only so many places he can show up next. I say we do a stakeout on one of the remaining likely houses, since those seem to be his preferred targets." She turned around and started walking, looking back at him over her shoulder. "We'd better get started right away. We need to try and figure out his most likely target- oof!"

The last part was in response to her running headlong into someone, a side effect of not looking where you're going. As she almost toppled over, the young black haired man reached out a hand to steady her. "Easy there, Caroline." Artemis said, walking past her. "You could hurt yourself if you're not careful." He didn't react to her profuse apologies except waving a lazy hand over his shoulder. He flashed a quick smile at Kori as he sat down at the bar, placing his heavy leatherbound tome on the counter.

"Water, if it's not too much trouble Kori." He said, crossing his arms on top of the book and laying his head down between them, so only the top half of his face was visible. To people who didn't know him, he looked like he was moping, but really that's just how he thought.