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“I need to know first what you’re doing here.” You find Marcela’s presence here a little suspicious.
“Kobashi! We mustn’t make the taxi wait! It’s beyond reprehensible!” Ex-Lieutenant van Zullekom forgot she’s not your superior anymore with that attitude.
“Then Marcela, would you like to come over to my apartment with us? We’re going to embark into a culinary adventure, and you can be of help and get a lot out of it.” You put your head down. “More importantly, you’re right, ignoring you was too disrespectful. I want to make it up to you with some apology cake!”
“Ah! Apology pastries! My teachings have gone so far.” van Zullekom is so proud of you.
“You don’t have to do any of that, I’m just pulling your leg.” Marcela doesn’t quite understand why you’d do something like this. “I’m here to deliver a letter the other detective sent you, that’s all. I’m everyone’s delivery girl for some ungodly reason.”
“Other detective? I thought you resigned, Kobashi.” Vanessa doesn’t quite understand what’s going on.
“Oh no, don’t tell me you’re a cop, man.” Marcela doesn’t like this one bit.
“I’m a private detective, Vanessa.” You were going to explain everything if Marcela wasn’t here. Vanessa’s expression of concern tingles a long lost feeling you used to have all the time, of people being worried about your wellbeing.
The taxi honking its horn…
“<span class="mu-s">TUMULTUOUS YIKES!</span> Calm down, will ya?!” Marcela shouts to the taxi driver, a bit verbose in her delivery. She got all scared for a second there, and now look at her, all embarrassed.
“We need to get going! C’mon, young madam! We’re going to a land of sweetness together!” Vanessa is pushing Marcela into the car.
“Wha-What? Here’s the letter, I don’t need to go anywhere!” Marcela throws you the letter as she’s being pushed. You catch it and save it inside your coat. You’ll give it a read later.
“Nonsense! My dearest apologies for the forcefulness, but now that the possibility arose, I don’t want to feel guilty on this trip on my lonesome!” Ex-Lt. van Zullekom wants a partner in crime. “You’ll love it! I swear!”
“Guilty about what? Eating? I don’t get it!” Marcela is pushed inside the car without her consent.
“It’ll be fine. I’ll make sure you enjoy your stay.” You promise so Marcela can calm a little down.
“And you’ll tell me more about yourself, right?” Marcela peeks out through the window.
“That’s a promise.” You pat Marcela’s head with a smile on your face. Marcela feels condescended, so you keep going.
“Please, you too, get inside as well!” Vanessa exclaims as she peeks out next to Marcela. This goofy lady… You missed her! You grab the co-pilot seat and make your way there.
