There are no truly quiet streets in Manhattan but there are some that are quieter than most.
The Brew'ry was a 3-story building with a large window in front. Like most of the buildings on the street, the body of the building was original brick with ornate window decorations. Somewhere up at the crown a date could not really be made out in concrete amongst simple gargoyles.
Kate parked on the side of the broad road out the front of the Brew'ry, leaving Theodorus facing an adjacent department store. It was fairly derelict, most of the dusty windows bare but for some sun-faded CLOSING OUT SALE! signs.
The owner of the Brew'ry looked up from his book as the door chime sang. When he saw it was Kate, he smiled pleasantly and put down what he had been reading. "Ah, good morning Miss Collins," he greeted. "How are you today?"
"I'm good, thanks," she replied. "How're you?"
"Very well. What can I do for you?"
Kate glanced around the empty shop. "I have something a little bit strange here, and I was wondering if you could tell me anything about it..."
"Why hello Theodorus! How wonderful to see you again!"
Delores was a young woman, about Kate's age. She had angelic features, soft eyes, gentle lips and her hair flowed from beneath a cloche hat. She wore a flapper dress beneath a fur draped around her shoulders.
"It's lovely to see you too, Delores," Theodorus warmly replied. "It's been a while. How has the neighbourhood been?"
Delores appeared as a reflection in the window of the department store. Although the street around Theodorus was empty, in Delores's realm reflections of men and woman walked the streets, model T fords with canvas covers and white wall tires trundled down the road like gocarts. Theodorus could not see how he was reflected in Delores's realm.
"Well, times certainly ain't what they were," Delores started.
"You got that right..."
As Kate passed the old lady coming in to the Brew'ry, her cell phone started to ring.
"Wrecker."
"Kate, how's it going?" Zach.
"Er, good-bad. Karnaj mansion was hilarious as promised, but there were no leads at the Brew'ry. How about you?"
"Nothing useful. Can you come and pick me up at The Quarter?"
"Sure, that's not far from here..."