Oh— you are a lifesaver, sparing me the humiliation of getting lost in record time!

[Lesson learned: he doesn't have to learn how to use the maps app, actually. No, no, he will— some other time. Following dots from one end of the street to the other in a straight line sounds feasible.]

My quaint little chambers are number 114. I will loiter in the hallway.

[He actually will, in his blatantly anachronistic ye olde getup, very hard to miss.]