Dylan looks up at the brownstone they've stopped in front of, frowning. After a beat, he turns his attentions back to Josie.

"How do you wanna do this?"

They can knock, though it doesn't look like anyone's home, as far as he can tell, and even if there was -- well, that might not be the best idea, if they have a grudge. They could try to break it, mundanely or magically, though their guy might have anticipated that -- there might be traps. They could take a minute to try and come up with something completely different. It's up to her. She's the monster hunter, not him.