It takes a few minutes of harassing but Mr. Grey will eventually convince security to find him one of the Tremere.

One of them, any of them, it matters not who... But the perturbed security ghoul will apoligize profusely and say it sounds very urgent...

(OOC: anyone can pick up this thread.)

I walk from room as the guard call for help. I walk over to the phone ; “This is Sebastion, how can I help you."  

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'Sebastion..' the voice on the line is raspy, theres background noise of whirring computer fans and various beeps pretty clearly signalling that its Mr. Grey, the nosferatu.

'God damn man fire the receptionist. We got problems... Hydes on his way topside with a Sabbat ghoul whos not long for this world. We need a little intervention of the mindfucking kind, can you meet him behind the quickie mart downtown, and be there damn fast?..'

"I’ll be there in 10 min." I hang up the phone and run to my room. I grab a black bag and a change of clothes. I run to the garage. I grab the ghoul who is currently working the chauffeur shift. “Prepare the F-350 van. We have an emergency pick up in downtown at the quickie mart.” The ghoul grabs the key and starts the motor. I toss a plastic tarp in the back “Drive Now!” I lay out the tarp in the back as we pull out of the Chantry. I hang my robe up as I sterilize my hand with some alcohol. I change into a pair of slacks and a wife beater. “Lets see how rusty I am at working on humans.”