[Liethell]

Liethell nods and lets him go. As he approaches the crowd, Vincent notices they're huddled around a door. It's cracked open slightly, and he can see the restaurant manager speaking with two burly looking cops, their eyes covered with reflective sunglasses. One of the cops notices him, and grins at him with all the love and warmth of iron bars in winter. They do not look like the safe sort of officers. The manager's speech is muffled by the chatter of his customers inside, but he can catch words like 'cooperate' and 'warrant' and 'searching my customers'. He's not a tall man, but he looks even more nervous and frightful and small in front of these officers.