"Anything else before I hit the bank and go about my business on other landmasses?"

"Would you like me to vet research facilities according to a particular set of criteria, let you do your own vetting, or just pick the closest one I know of."

"Closest mad science building is fine."

Andrea gives walking/flying directions from the bank to it.  They're only a few blocks apart from each other.

"Thank you. Can I go out the window?"

"Hm."  She walks over to the closest one and angles it open about six inches.  After fiddling with it a bit further she tilts her head to read the fine-print sticker on the frame.  "I don't think so."

"Tragic. Thank you for your time." He goes up the stairs to take off from the roof.

There's a child up there!  Loitering outside the shuttle.  "Mr. Swan?" she asks.

"That's me, you need something?"

"I would like to go with you please, if you'll have me."

"Uh. Why."

"You seem nice, and interesting, and much better than everything that's going on around here."

"I am nice and interesting and whatnot, but I'm also very busy. If you specifically want to come today you need more than flattery."

"What about a different day?  One of the other things I have is patience."

"Yeah, if you wait a week or three you can most likely come to Atriama, though I'd want to figure out your, like, parent situation."

"I don't have any."

"Is that locally customary?"

"Not very.  It does happen.  But not usually because both parents were dead before the child was born."

"Okay, well, I have stuff to do but if you want to write up relevant customs and add 'letter to Cam' on the document I can look at it when I have downtime."

Felicity exits the shuttle, a little tear-stained but aiming for chipper.  "How'd it go?  - Hello there."

"Hello, ma'am."

"Went fine, I'm going to hit the bank and a mad science facility and then we'll take off. Small person, this is Felicity, my PA; Felicity, this is a random child who wants to come with."

"My name is Kennedy.  It's a pleasure."

"Hello, Kennedy.  Should I also come along on your local errands.  Do you think."

"Nah, I'm planning to fly. Couldn't fit out the window so I came up here and was waylaid by Kennedy."