"Who pissed in your cereal?" the deer-man with black stubble and neck-length hair queried as Morgana walked by.
"Ain't the time," Morgana left without a glance.
He was already leaning against the wall and now he crossed his arms with a slight shrug. He loosened up his black tie and looked for the other four most probably departing the interrogation rooms. And out they came.
"How'd things go over with Alicia?" he spoke to them as they approached.
"About as well as it could go," Jotou raised her palm to reveal the numbers.
"Looks like she gave you her home phone."
"Did she now," Hotaru's eyes narrowed. She shook her head, "Sorry, Quinn, correct?"
The deer-man in the black suit, blazer unbuttoned, stood upright, "Detective Quinn Nunley, at your service; though, not really," raspingly he spoke.
"Did you need something from us?" Fumeko asked.
