closed: @mayortm where: city hall, mayor's office
Wilbur was meticulous in how he went about things, never doing anything without thought or reason. And always ensuring it benefited him to some minor degree, at least. This visit where he's already sat in one of the chairs opposite Solomon's usual spot had its benefits. He was here for a specific reason-- somewhat personal, but mostly business related by that of his master. His God, if you will. He was here to collect something that he knew was no longer where it was meant to be and he wasn't going to go around searching. No. That would be the job of a man who could have eyes everywhere and perhaps Wilbur could with the right God helping, but... well, Blinky had eyes elsewhere. This was up to him and ensuring that the Black Book was put into the right hands. It was a shame that it got dug up. If only he knew by who... but then again, that's why he was here.
So he waited patiently for the door to open and the light to flick on, knowing full well that the mayor wouldn't be expecting him. His head turned and he looked at Lauter, frown settled on his face, "Mornin', Mayor." He brings his eyes back to the pocket knife he was using to cut into a green apple, "I was hopin' to catch a word with you before business took you away completely." He pauses, eyes flicking back to him, "And if you know what's good for ya, you'll take a seat and hear what I have to say before callin' for security to have me removed."
