Vincent smiles and bows cordially. "Then this way, Lady Aslief. But allow me to save us some of the distance.." A little polite flattery couldn't hurt. Even someone without his particular emotional magic bent could have picked up the momentary tension.
"--and show you the most impressive of these locales." A tug of her hand and a spell later, and they were outside Grand Central Terminal. He lead her inside, purposefully having arrived at the opposite end of the terminal from where they'd need to go, to be able to walk her through the central area with it's hurried throngs and star-painted ceiling, to say nothing of the decades old architecture.
He also didn't think Asleif would have much patience for changing trains, so the most direct route to Central Park would be preferrable.
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