-hums, before handing over the paper with scribbled directions-
*studies it before grinning and turning down a different street, gesturing for Danny to follow*
You’re a few streets down.
-nods, following him slowly-
So, what do you do, Mr. Moran?
*hands the paper back to him and pushes a hand into his pocket as they go*
I work for a consulting firm. Odd jobs, mostly. What brings you to London?