[Augurine Elmouse]

There's a faint *VOIP!* sound in a nearby alley, along with a flash of hellish light, shortly before the Sorcerer strides from his position toward the entrance. He's fairly tall, redheaded, clean-shaven, and clad from head to toe in a dapper gray suit and fedora. He looks like he's just walked out of the 1920s, actually.

In any case, he enters the building, looking around for any sign of the person he's meeting here.