He heard a sharp intake of breath, and smelled the long slow stream of fetid exhale. To admit an outsider in the flesh was obviously odd enough to them, but to have one suggest this wasn't his first time might have been blasphemy. The Hummer's side door opened, and Chase felt himself carefully pulled out. Then he felt a hand on his elbow, probably the elfs, guiding him forward and up a short set of stairs. A door opened, and he was hit with a gust of air that reminded him all too much of a locker room. They walked him through a door, and then down a longer flight of stairs.