This sort of thing happens all the time, but I'm feeling a tad nostalgic. For as long as we know this was the Air New Zealand coner; back in 1992 when we visited New Zealand the first time, we confirmed our return flight home in their office that used to be here. (Then we drove to Picton, took a tiny hydroplane to the Kapiti Coast, then flew on Mt Cook Airlines, we think, to Auckland.)
Recently they relocated, and one of the very few wholly New-Zealand-Owned banks moved in. And good for them.