Private Finished Off To The Races

Cleo

Cleo let out a laugh. "I have also been drinking. So, if you were to charge me for any 'crimes' I confessed to, I could easily argue entrapment." Of course, that wasn't the actual definition of entrapment, but hopefully Cris understood what she meant.

She'd nod when Cris mentioned how predictable they were. "There's something nice about the familiarity of each of them. You don't have to worry about what will come next, because if you've seen one, you've really seen them all. Besides, have you heard those theories that they all take place in the same universe?"

Cleo

Cleo raised an eyebrow when Cris called her her only drinking partner. "Come on, you're joking. I cannot be the only one." She said, though she got the feeling that Cris wasn't. Maybe people were just intimidated because she was a cop.

She raised an eyebrow Cris mentioned that there might be a director out there from Manta Carlos who was responsible for everything. "Maybe, there's bound to be some universe out there where that has happened. I'm a little surprised that there hasn't been one based on this place, if that is the case." She said, giving a small laugh at her own joke.

Cleo

Cleo rolled her eyes. "Seriously? We need to get you out more." She said, finishing off her iced tea. "Even cops need to have fun every once in a while."

She squinted at Cris when she said she was a contact tracer. If she knew everywhere she'd been, that could mean that Cris knew of Cleo's dealings with the Volkovs. And that could be very bad.

"I don't buy it." She huffed. "Where have I been today?" She asked, wanting to see if Cris's powers were as good as she claimed. She was normally pretty good at picking up bluffs, and this certainly seemed like one.

Cleo

So it didn't work in the way Cleo thought. Good. Not that she any intention of visiting a crime scene, but the fact that Cris couldn't tell just by looking at her definitely eased some tension.

"It's certainly a neat trick. Have you ever thought of using it to make money? Maybe as a P.I. Being able to tell where someone was could get you a lot of money. More then whatever the police are paying."

Cleo

Cleo shrugged. She had never really seen the appeal of being a detective, or really any job having to with law enforcement. It didn't even have to do with the money, she just saw it as boring.

"That could work in your favor though, people might underestimate you. Lower their guard." She said when Cris motioned to her wheelchair. "Then again, I suppose that is also what makes you a good detective."