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"...Alright, I think that went well." Huang Yan said.

"Any luck?" asks Holly when they return.

"You didn't check the box. He wouldn't let you?" Cameron asks Huang Yan.

Huang Yan shooked his head and...dodged the question. "I got an address, a name, and a pretty good idea of the things going on. I'd say that went well."

Cameron sighs. "Okay, what's the name and address, and what's going on?'

Huang Yan shrugged, and decided to point out the obvious. “The P.O box was rented by Mr. Jonathan Brooks of Luz Recording Company. They had a forwarding address here: 33 Morelos Avenue, Coyoacán. Which, I assume, probably has something to do with the Luz Recording Company. Just making a guess here, but that may or may not be the case. I think something illegal may be going on.”

Cameron is silent for a while as he regards Huan Yan. “Something illegal?” he finally says. “Did you pay attention at the part about the murderous cult and the drug dealing that we’re investigating?”

He leans closer. “We’re going back in now. You find that guy you talked to, and tell him I’m Jonathan Brooks and I want to look in my box. Then we’re going to look at the contents of the box. Don't take 'no' for an answer. How much money do you have?”

“I have about ‘nother twenty dollars on me. Had a few big clients a while back. Alright. Sure. Let’s do it.” Huang Yan said, shrugging still looking very nonchalant.

Cameron

"Come on then, let's be quick, before anyone else shows up".

He leads the way back into the post office.

Huang Yan doubles back.

The clerk looks surprised and slightly worried when he sees Huang Yan coming back, especially as he's accompanied by the dangerous-looking Cam. Upon hearing their request, he frowns, but doesn't really seem to care much as he says: "Senõr, you can check your box anytime you want", gesturing inside to signal you're free to go.

Cameron goes inside to check the box.

OOC,Does it require a key, Overlord?

Huang Yan shuffles to the back, in a protective position, pretending to be the man's body guard. Eyeing the people here with an exaggerated glare.

Cameron scans for the number of the box. He speaks without turning around.

“Huang Yan, we don’t want people to remember us, so we need to be as discreet as possible. We already stick out ‘cause we’re foreign, and you’re just going to attract more attention if you behave strangely. Please try to think more carefully about what we’re doing here, before you get us all killed”.

Huang Yan looked lazily at Cameron, but reluctantly slunk into the background and did advice he was told.

It's not hard to find the box number 1629, but it's locked. You could probably easily pick it, but with so many people coming and going in this area, it would be risky.

"Damn it. I don't want to risk opening it ourselves" Cameron tells Huang Yan."Tell the man that I forgot my key and I need to get into my box now. Pay him if you need to."

Huang Yan looked at Cameron weirdly, "Hey now, I'm not to spend any more money than I need to. I'll have you know that money's a precious resource.
"

However, he stilled turned towards the man at the counter and gave what he had presumed to be a charming smile. "Mil disculpas, señor. My boss seemed to have forgotten his keys today, this doesn't usually happen. I don't presume you would be so kind as to be willing to assist us in opening it?"

OOC:   I don't suppose I could spend a point in flattery here to get him to open it for us instead?

The employee is clearly getting more and more suspicious: "For sure, senõr, but I'll need to see some ID".

OOC:   Sure. another 1-point reassurance spend it is.

Huang Yan quickly reassures the employee with gentle words and misdirection, discreetly pivoting the conversation elsewhere as he perceived the smidgen of suspicion.