Dante considered the information as they continued their walk. Soon, they arrived at a water fountain in a giant plaza filled with more people and stalls. Some performers were singing and dancing as others walked around conversing and selling goods—a lively area filled with music and jeers, as he'd recall it. Grant then pulled out a slip of paper for him. Dante took the paper and read over it as best as he could before realizing what it was.
"I've never met such an interesting young man before, not only from your weapon of choice but also your determination in your belief and wanting to get into the Academy even when the odds were stacked against you… How could I not be moved by such a display of ambition?"
He placed his hand on Dante's shoulder once more and gave him a wide smile, showing off his toothy grin. He began to walk away and waved him off.
"Come to my office so we can set up your paperwork; just bring the two knuckleheads with you when you do!"
Dante held the paper and waved back to him as he stared at the words again. The address of Grant's office was written in finely inked print. He seemed to try reading over the words again before realizing it.
"Oh wait… I don't know the directions to this place…"