Steve's glancing over all these people, too. But they aren't Chin.

Some of them have the right coloring, but it's still the wrong person. Wrong colored shirts. It's really only about those two seconds before Steve done with the looking, while arriving and having arrived. Danny's at his side, in his peripheral, waiting and Steve just goes for forward. Straight shot, straight line, heads for the guy closest. Checking bags. Waits only long enough to get through the two people in line.

Before he can be tipping his head in a nod, and his hand with coming straight out the gate.

"We're looking for Chin Ho Kelly. He was here this morning. He still around?"

The kid, because the one in here, has to be a kid, he can't be even half past twenty, gives them both a look, up and down like he's got some ability to tell anything just by their clothes and them standing there. But Steve can pinpoint the second his eyes pass over Danny's badge, stop, retrack on it, and then he's looking back at Steve. "Yeah, brah. He took a kid to office not five back. You want me to go get him?"

Steve doesn't want more people, so there's a fast, easy shake of his head. "We've got it. If you'll just point the way."