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Caroline still can't quite believe they actually asked her to come back. But they did, and now she's on her way to the office to help with paperwork. She can't really say anything about the neighborhood, seeing as how she lives in a similar one. She's just familiar enough with the Bowery that Eddie's directions of "across from Jezebel Guns and under Maroni's" make sense to her. It doesn't take her long to find it, and she doesn't even have to spend much time under those claustrophobic glass ceiling things that she doesn't understand or like.
She pulls the door open to find a hallway leading to a bunch of empty offices, which is honestly a little creepy. In the middle there's a stairwell and a sign listing the building's occupants. There's apparently some sort of accountant somewhere on the first floor, but what Caroline's actually looking for is the listing for "Crane and Associates." And they're on the second floor. She heads up the stairs and looks for signs of life. It seems they've spread out a bit from their assigned office, but she heads there first and knocks. She has no idea if that's actually necessary, but she'd rather err on the side of politeness.
She pulls the door open to find a hallway leading to a bunch of empty offices, which is honestly a little creepy. In the middle there's a stairwell and a sign listing the building's occupants. There's apparently some sort of accountant somewhere on the first floor, but what Caroline's actually looking for is the listing for "Crane and Associates." And they're on the second floor. She heads up the stairs and looks for signs of life. It seems they've spread out a bit from their assigned office, but she heads there first and knocks. She has no idea if that's actually necessary, but she'd rather err on the side of politeness.
