“I’d like some advice,” Jennifer said, while watching the man’s dark eyes. Rather than make proper eye contact, he seemed to be intermittently looking over Jennifer’s shoulder out into the lobby, so that even Jennifer herself turned to see if there was something going on, but she saw nothing unusual.

“What kind of advice?” the man asked, finally engaging Jennifer with normal eye contact.

“I want to do a little sightseeing this morning,” she said. She noticed the man’s name was Sumit. “What would you recommend for two to three hours?”

“Have you seen Old Delhi?” Sumit inquired.

“I haven’t seen anything.”

“Then I suggest Old Delhi for certain,” Sumit said, while reaching for a city map. He opened the map with a practiced shake and smoothed it out on the desktop. Jennifer looked down at it. It was identical to the one she’d gotten the day before.

“Now, this is the area of Old Delhi,” Sumit said, pointing with his left index finger. Jennifer followed his pointing finger but out of the corner of her eye she saw Sumit wave with his right hand over his head as if trying to get someone’s attention. Jennifer turned to look into the lobby area to see who Sumit was waving at, but no one seemed to be returning the gesture. She looked back at the concierge, who seemed mildly embarrassed and lowered his hand like a child being caught reaching for the cookie jar.

“Sorry,” Sumit said. “I was just trying to wave at an old friend.”

“It’s quite alright,” Jennifer said. “What should I see in Old Delhi?”

“For sure, the Red Fort,” he said, poking a finger at it on the map. He took her guidebook and flipped it open to the proper page. “Perhaps second only to the Taj Mahal in Agra, it might be India’s most interesting landmark. I particularly like the Diwan-i-Aam.”

“It sounds promising,” Jennifer said, noticing that the man no longer seemed to be distracted in the slightest.

“Good morning, Ms. Hernandez,” the second concierge said when he’d finished with his last client and was waiting for the next to step up. It had been he who had given her the city map the day before.

“Good morning to you,” Jennifer responded.

“Ms. Hernandez is going to visit Old Delhi,” Sumit said to Lakshay.

“You’ll enjoy it,” Lakshay said, while waving for the next hotel guest to approach.

“What about after the Red Fort?” Jennifer asked.

“Then I recommend you visit the Jama Masjid mosque, built by the same Mughal emperor. It is the largest mosque in India.”

“Is this area near these two monuments a bazaar?” Jennifer asked.