Private Finished Finding an In

Nat sat near the window of the cafe, sipping her coffee while she typed into her laptop, mostly doing work to keep herself busy as she waited for her guest.

Nat had, for the most part, been taking it easy ever since the whole situation at the Dark Crystal Academy. Being one of the first people to break the story regarding its reappearance and the newly discovered Death of Magic, she'd found herself getting a lot of attention reporting on the facts as they came. It was, by far, the biggest story of her career, and she was sure to capitalise on any opportunity that followed.

But, Nat wasn't the kind of person to coast on one success forever (even if she did so enjoy it), and especially now that the public was starting to settle back into its usual routines, she thought it was time to start looking around for her next scoop.

She wasn't going to settle for the small stuff though, she wanted another big story. And for that, she needed new contacts.

The messaged she'd sent to the newly minted detective Leclair was a simple one. Just a request to meet and share a drink, the offer to exchange information wasn't stated, but it was implied. She'd hoped her new clout would at least get her an audience, the rest was still up for discussion.

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Her catlike ears twitched as soon as she heard her step into the cafe, a smile crossing her face as she stood up to greet the detective.

"And you must be Viviane Leclair," She tilted her head in greeting and offered a handshake. "It's a pleasure to meet you."

She was all smiles, posture open and inviting, though it was easy to tell that Nat's amber eyes were sizing the detective up as she spoke. She gave her a moment to respond, or take her hand, then sat back down, one leg crossed over the other.

"Please, sit down. Would you like something to drink?"

There was business to discuss of course, but she figured it'd be best to get comfortable and maintain that casual feel for a while first. It was a nice cafe, after all, it'd be a shame not to enjoy the atmosphere.

"Good choice."

Nat waved down the nearest waitress, ordering the drink, then taking a sip of her own as she went off to get it. She closed her laptop, sliding it aside before resting her arms on the table.

"Oh it's been going very well," She said with a catlike grin. "I'm sure you've read my articles regarding the exploration of the DCA? Since I was one of the first people to find the old academy I've been asked by a lot of publications to cover everything that's been happening as a result of its return."

She really can't help but brag, its obvious from her excited tone and the way her eyes light up that the whole story is something she's very proud of.

But it was a calculated move too. She wanted to seem competent.

"But, well, I didn't invite you here just to talk your ears off," She said with a small chuckle. "I'm much more interested in you."

She leaned forward a little, curious look in her eye.

"Congratulations on making detective. How's it feel?"

"Ugh, tell me about it." She rolled her eyes. "I had similar experiences back when I was first starting out. I was stuck writing puff pieces for the Print for months before I finally got to write something with substance. It's part of why I split from them ages ago."

She took a sip from her drink, another little sparkle in her eye as she watched her over the brim of her cup. Looks like she might have an in.

"You know," She continued, putting down the cup and clasping her hands together, resting them on the table. "If you want people to take you seriously, sometimes you have to bring them something yourself, rather than just wait for them to drop the scraps on your desk. It's certainly how it was for me."

Nat knew the gist of the situation without Viviane needing to explain, she liked to do her own research on her subjects, after all, and the family were prominent enough for her to find what she needed.

"No wonder you made detective," She said with a wry smile. "I'm sure that drive of yours certainly helped you make progress."

"But, you have a point. There's definitely a lot of factors working against you here. I suppose if you can't rely on the supernatural angle, you'll need another way to get an edge."

Her grin spread.

"I think I can help you out there."