Bishop was pleased with himself. The evening had progressed well and he seemed to be on the trail of something. Plus, he had found people with some talents that were useful, as it seemed.
He nodded, his face showing a little of honest satisfaction.
"Very well. You have my contact information and I have yours, so I'd say we call it an evening."
He tucked his share of the pills into his coat and waved.
"Lady, gentleman, I look forward to hear from you again. In the meantime, stay safe."
With these words, Bishop took a look onto the street, pulled up his jacket and started walking down the street until he found a cab he could take home.
Unless stopped, Bishop leaves the scene.
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