[Evil Tink]

Solomon smiled at the portrait, "It helps that I have an amazing artist painting me. I will fly over today to set everything up and stock my house with food. Alicia will bring you over after the funeral, if that's alright?" He looked to Alicia grabbing his cheek in surprise, "I never said your lips could touch my face..or any of me for that matter. Keep those things to yourself." He smiled a bit and stood, stretching his legs bit. "It's just about Noon, so I should be getting to the airport. See you two soon. Oh! Here, Holden," He grabbed a pen from the desk, writing his cellphone number on a piece of scratch paper, "Call me with the details of your flight. I'll meet you guys at the air port."

He leaned forward, giving Holden a kiss as he handed him the paper, "I'd love to stay, but you know, damn cancellation fees." He disappeared, going to his apartment to gather a few things. He packed up what he needed, which wasn't much, then disappeared, appearing in one of the airport bathroom stalls. He slipped out without being noticed and proceeded to get his luggage checked and board his flight. Now he could just as easily teleport back to London, but this way there were less questions and strange looks from the authorities.