Louis is roused from his bittersweet reverie and gives Fraser a guileless, curious look, rare for him. This guy did undercover work, but he seems so guileless himself...?

"Oh, I hear 'em in town on Aurora nights. Loud, modern, baroque even. Sounds the kind of which I never heard before, but really at the heart of it, it's just wilder rhythm 'n' blues." A smirk appears on his face like the ghost of a smile.

"I'll see you around, Mr. Fraser. You take care of yourself now."