Irene texts him an address a few weeks later, and a time.

Half of the time, her appointments have their courage fail at this point. She can assess and vet and try to keep as careful a client list as possible, but it's near impossible to predict who will and will not have the courage to go through with showing up.

For some reason, though, she has no doubts he'll be there. He'd seemed faintly... desperate, somehow. Irene wants to sink her teeth in.