Mingle and an Intro: Welcome to the Box!

[gravemanagement]

[ On today, a long-time business has been bought for the day and paid well. Whoever paid it wants people to eat and make merry for some reason. Must be a holiday? Huh, all devices showing the date day it's the new year. It doesn't matter what day it was for you before now, it's not the new year. And you? You are at the Chloe Café at 1:30PM.

Waiters and waitresses will take your order. Really, it's a chill time. Even if you're supposed to be dead? You're alive now, somewhere in Los Angeles, Japanifornia. Welcome and have a good day, because eventually there's gonna be a murder to solve in this big ol' city. ]

Comments

[bittertasteofdefeat]

It's less about the law, and more about the people.

[It's not his fault that people are terrible. Let's hope you never get this cynical, Klav.]

So long as there are laws, there will be people breaking them; it's just how things are.

[Just don't find yourself on the other side of that line, because it's an incredibly fine one, and a very slippery slope from there. Not that that's something he has any familiarity with or anything.]

[guiltyguitar]

... There's always going to be darkness in the heart of man. That's why it's our job to shine a light on it.

[ He smiles. This is a little bit more earnest. You can tell he really believes what he's saying. ]

Besides, everyone knows the prosecutor's office is largely full of very talented and handsome individuals.

[bittertasteofdefeat]

[It's that last comment that has him grinning, a genuine one, he's amused.]

You're right about that. Unless their name is Payne, that is.

[He's still grinning a little to himself as he sips his coffee. Okay, so that was a little mean, but he's not wrong.]

If he's still working, he probably was the one who filed that noise complaint against you.

[There's a much broader, lopsided grin at that, as he rests his chin on his free hand.]

The man probably thinks "fun" is a size for a candy bar.

[For just a few moments, it's almost easy to forget how much time and events have changed Diego - because this kind of tongue-in-cheek banter is more in line with how things once were. In fact, for these few moments, it's entirely possible that even Godot's briefly forgotten about some of his baggage. If only for a few moments.]

[guiltyguitar]

[ Oh, that has him laughing. ]

Absolutely not. Herr Payne is the guy who hands out dental floss on Halloween. He's the one nobody wants to visit.

[bittertasteofdefeat]

[He's actually chortling at that.]

If only he'd take off that mask for the other 364 days of the year.

[He grins at his own joke, almost like he briefly forgot about the visor attached to his face, or he's being mildly self-effacing. Either way, he seems to be in good spirits about it.

He actually needed that distraction, really. It got him out of his own head for a few moments.

Once they both calmed back down from the joking at Payne's expense, he goes back to being somewhat more serious. But it's casual intrigue more than anything else.]

For the record, I don't believe I actually caught your name.

[He's grinning again. He's managed this entire conversation almost exclusively on contextual cues and a gambit that Payne was still working/known enough to be familiar to the blond. You better believe he's proud of himself.]

[guiltyguitar]

Oh, you know that's asking too much. He'd scare the children, ja?

[ A chuckle. ]

Klavier. Klavier Gavin. Nice to meet you, Herr Godot. Sorry we're so boxed in. You know how it is.

[ Fans. They love him. ]