"Oh. Obliged," he says with a nod, sliding into the booth. Maybe a few minutes away from the files will help to clear his head.

"Yeah, the only one before all this." A perfunctory wave of his hand, taking in the bar, the observation window, and the door - though implying much more.

"Uh. 'Heaven,' they like to call it in my time. But it has a lot of names."