The Regent Grand Hotel

There is a familiar face, but probably not the one Chris wanted to see. He can see Corinna Ansons, in a perfect woman suit and a similarly perfect bun, leave the Chantry with half a frown, and probably something in her mind as she had not noticed him at the moment. Once she has taken a few steps in the Foyer, she does notice him, gives him a slight but polite smile.
(Corinna) Good evening. Is there something I can do for you ?

Noticing not so much a familiar face but a familiar voice in the Foyer, Chris casually wanders in, hands tugged into his pockets. He gives the woman a slight grin, followed by a shallow bow that lacks any semblance of sincerity.

“Evening, evening. I don't believe we've met face to face before, though I have heard your very lovely voice through a closed and locked door.” He smirks slightly. “As for what you can do for me, you could tell me where I can find Lyle. Or point me in the direction of the nearest place where they make custom fitted suits. Either way's fine.”

The Tremere librarian seems a little shocked as she hears and understands who is Chris, and that he was the person in that room with Lyle. She frowns a little at Lyle's name, with a little tic showing clear disapproval and trying to get rid of what it could mean (first name calling + being locked in the same room ? Jesus..), then nods slightly as she understands what is being asked to her.
(Corinna) Regent Kersten is unavailable at the moment, I am afraid. There is a tailor right in front of the Femina Theater. Just follow the tram line right here towards the west, then turn left on the third street. 

She signs towards outside then shows he should turn left exiting the Hotel (so he follows the tramway in that direction, and not towards the north). 

Chris lets out a soft, amused chuckle at the reaction he gets from the Tremere before him, after his usage of Lyle's name combined with her putting together that he was the one with Lyle before, when he had used the 'I'm having sex' bluff to get this particular Tremere to leave him alone.
“Thank you, thank you,” he says calmly, little true sincerity in his voice. Chris gives a bow to the Librarian, a grin playing along his lips. “Do give Lyle my best regards. And if he is still sore....well, just tell him to suck it up and be a man instead of a wuss.” The grin wides as he says that, his voice taunting in nature. Straightening up from his questionably honest bow, the vampire begins to walk away, though not fast enough to not be able to catch and respond to a reply from the woman.

The Tremere jaw half drops and her eyes widens, but she can't speak just yet to what the other man told her. Once she finds her words, she speaks to him as he leaves.
(Corinna) Sore.. ?! Good lord I cannot stand this. I'll let him know of your message if I see him.

She doesn't say "When" she'll see Lyle, but "If".

Chris pauses for a second, already standing in the doorway. He tilts his head, listening to the reply he gets, then contemplates his own response. He then turns around and begins to walk to where the Tremere librarian is standing, his smile entirely innocent.

subterfuge>2:

He comes to a stop before her, looks at her, then all of a sudden leans in a places a quick peck on her lips. With a wink, he steps back. “Do make sure to add that to the message when you see Lyle. Thanks, you're a doll.” Grinning, he turns around and leaves the room, leaving the poor Tremere behind in the Foyer alone to her thoughts.

Arriving at the Hotel, Estela brings the borrowed Vespa to a stop in front of the entrance. She shuts the engine off, then proceeds to take off the helmet, shaking her head a little to get her hair out of 'helmet mode'. In momentary silence, she looks up at the Hotel, hands still resting on the helmet. Then, as though only just remembering, Estela turns to William.
“Well, here we are.” An unnecessary comment. She waits for the Tremere to climb off of the Vespa, her fingers idly tapping the surface of the helmet. Estela's mind appears to be elsewhere as her gaze returns to the Hotel.

perception+empathy>5 or conscience>3:

“Have fun in there,” she says, not really looking at William even though this is clearly directed at him. “and do tell Lyle that I said 'hi'. If you see him that is.” In a swift motion, Estela puts the helmet back on her head, and restarts the engine with the intent to leave William to go into the Hotel alone.

Spoiler:

William studies Estela for a moment as he get's off the Vespa, during which he addressed her with a matter of fact tone after a short shoulder pat as thanks. "You are welcome to give Lyle a visit you know, nothing is stopping you from going. However, avoid Lord Tarcisus, he is eccentric to say the least and the oldest Tremere in Bordeaux at the moment. Nothing a Fledgeling Malkavian or Toreador should interact with, whichever you truly are. Either way, enjoy your evening, for pleasant company you are however."

He slowly walked inside the hotel, not exactly waiting for a response as he opened the door to the hotel reception. He gave a short nod to the receptionist if it is someone he has interacted with before and walks up to the Elysium and continued to the entry of the Chantry if there is no one present.

Duncan welcomes the woman with a smile.

Hello.  I'm waiting for one of your... regular patrons; a recent arrival named William.  I don't believe he's here yet, or the woman giving him a ride would be out here as well.  I'll just have a seat and wait for him, if that's okay?

Marie nods, understanding.
(Marie) I saw him leave earlier, but if you are willing to wait, please take a seat. Should I bring you anything?

A more careful look at the woman will give Duncan a strange information ; she's nervous for some reason, she is even shaking a little. The smell of coffee behind the lobby show she had a few cups, but it's just not caffeine kicking in. She's also a little pale, but that's normal considering night jobs.