It's near Battery Park, place called the Cosmopolitan.
I use it every time we wash up on Manhattan. It has a Starbucks right underneath it and I mean I'm a pretty simple person - give me a donut and coffee in the morning and I'm happy for the day.
Which reminds me.
When we get there I'm buying you a latte.
Evangeline turns to face Sev, a cheeky smile evident on her face.
The taxi steadily meanders across the thickly-populated urban streets, the driver seemingly well versed in not paying any attention to the more unusual customers that he is asked to serve.