Harry moved fast through the streets, dodging the crowds. Murphy was here, and that knowledge had invoked a pretty wide range of emotions. Happiness that his friend was here, concern over what that would mean for her and her career, fear for her safety now that he knew the dangers that lurked in this city better.

Also, fear of what she might do to him if she thought this was his fault.

Turning the corner, he glanced around the station looking for Murphy. He was pretty sure she'd see him first, given that a six foot nine dark haired wizard stood out a bit more than a five foot and change blond cop. Yet to his surprise, Harry spotted her almost at once. There was something about Murphy, a drive, a dedication, a passion, that just made her stand out in the listless crowds of Paixao like someone had shined a spot light on her.

Smiling, he waved his hand and said, "Hey pretty lady, looking for a good time?"