"Good," says Franz with a smile. He introduces the woman. "This is Lorena, she'll be going along with you to help you with, well, the sneaky stuff," he says. "Now, if you'll all follow me..."
One of the heavies opens a trapdoor to reveal stairs down into the cellar. Franz leads the way with a torch. It seems like an ordinary tavern cellar, except for the door in one of the walls, initially hidden behind some crates before the heavies move them aside.
"This door," says Franz. "We're rather fond of it. We'd like to keep it in good condition so we don't want a lot of people wearing it out, if you get my drift. We'd especially find it distressing if anyone in authority came to learn of it. All sorts of red-tape for building regulations, that sort of thing, which we'd prefer not to deal with."