When he went out for his smoke, he spotted a phone box not far from him. Maybe he could give Elaine a ring, kill time while Dean finished the interview. She was probably getting ready to head to the club soon.
It rung a couple times before he heard the click of the phone answering.
"This is Elaine Carmine, to whom am I speaking with?" She sounded so professional, so polite. How cute.
"I do what I can to show my support~" She replied, "Will I expect to see you tonight~? With the roses~?" The last part was teasing, like she was known to do.
"I would expect no less from you, detective~"
"Cliff!" Dean was at the door, hands in his jacket pockets digging for his smokes, "Time to hit the road, son!"