[That coat...! Give Cabanela a second, he's lost in nostalgia. Then he remembers this is all the more reason he needs to get the hell out of here. Important business to attend to tonight. He'll never forgive himself if he misses it.]

Ahh, detective, is it? Perfect timing. How about you tell me all you know about this place and the unfooortunate soul who supposedly met their end here? That's a good fellow. [You did just say this is your turf, Gumshoe. Cabanela fully expects you to know your stuff.]