The Provost Office: Centre of operations, and located directly next to Pax Balthasar's portal, the Provost Office deals not only with the incoming and outgoing traffic of Pax (though at the moment it leans more heavily on incoming), but also with the allocation of homes to the new citizens, the allotment of food supplies, and as a base of operations for the Provost Marshall. Despite it's importance, the building itself is rather unimpressive. Larger than the other wooden buildings, but not by a great deal, it looks rapidly constructed with an eye to speed and practicality rather than design or taste. It has two stories, and a wide veranda on which is parked a desk, and usually a soldier of the Pax Honestus right behind it - made strikingly visible against the dark wood in a royal blue uniform.
When the two ladies had finally left the office of the Provost, Luca walked in. He had put away his liquorice stick for a minute as chewing on it, or keeping it in his hands while talking to the Provost would not show of much respect. He had learned this quite early in the Mouth.
"Good morning Sir!" Luca said with a bright smile. He gestured to the door wit his thumb. "At least, I could think of worse ways to start the day than two lovely signoras asking for your help." Hold in the smirk on your face...don't let the bischero know that you know that he is just an old playa.
He stepped further into the office, now standing right in front of the Provost's desk. "The guard at the gate told me I should come to talk to you for a place of my own?"