When he slipped up and mentioned his client was male that just made this whole ordeal even stranger. A person with a male's voice, speaks on the phone, pays in cash, and wants photo of Serafina seemed so peculiar. Garret Hart. What a very odd name. Raven never stepped foot in the Witchery, but she knew of the place. When she mentally asked Serafina if there was a high-society client displeased with her or her work, and she answered with a no, it just made her frown. Why would she be a target? Clearly it wasn't because she was dating Azrael, not if the man had been taking her photographs for years. As the man uttered the only two people that would probably note his absence she quickly spoke out her following question, curious if they might know this business partner of his.
The answers he had given before about this Garret Hart wasn't enough. She was grasping for straws at this point, she knew, and yet she was at least trying. While Serafina gave her some direction a frown appeared as she took the wallet out of her pocket and slid it back into his own. Grabbing the cell phone she stared at it for a moment and then gently flipped the top of the phone to open up, and noticed on the little screen it lit up, showing a the screen to see the light turn on. A frown appeared when she noticed the screen showed the key code. With a shake of her head she sighed in dismay and nodded in agreement to her suggestion of dropping the flip phone into the toilet. Maybe the phone could have included some more helpful information. Tucking the phone in her pocket, she would flush it down the toilet as asked later. As her witch moved back over towards her workbench to give the man back his camera she titled her head to the side, curious as to why Serafina would willingly just let him go when the potion was still working on him. Stepping towards him she looked at his bindings and then back at Serafina, pressing her voice into Serafina's head she stated her concerns.