Taylor, I haven't seen you since we returned to the hotel, and - no surprise - no one in the basement knows where you are. Are you alright?

Has anyone seen Taylor? Vincent? Robin? Anyone?

Romana's storylines have been reworked. A lot.

Some people get positions whether they want them or not (though considering I've been plotting with those people, they probably knew it was coming).

What the hell happened?

In as much detail as you like, but now, please.

Didn't I leave you in charge here?

I leave town for two or three days, and the world falls down. Honestly, you people...

The majority of you will have heard this already, but Brando was murdered. They were demons; they were not Calisto, or employed by Calisto. They will be found and dealt with.

In the meantime, I'm taking charge of the hotel and the section of the Rift beneath it. I need to speak to the angels in the basement - individually or together, I don't care, just find me. Angels living outside of the Conrad should contact me as well.

As for the wanderers and those humans living in the basement, I will not be forbidding you to leave the basement, but I can't promise you'll be safe once outside. We can't spare the resources to protect you when there are more important things to be done - you leave the hotel, you do so at your own risk. If you have the ability to help in any way, medical, organizational, or military, speak to me or one of my assistants. If not, kindly stay out of our way.

I'll be in town tonight and tomorrow, and then I'm leaving tomorrow night to meet with the other Firsts. I'll be back the night after that.

For my own reference (and anyone else, if they really care)...

Romana's wings.

Just, you know. About ten or eleven feet across.

Brando:

I just thought I should let you know I'm in town. It seemed like it was about time to swing by and see if you needed a hand out here.

I trust you won't mind if I pay a visit later today.