Charlie finished meeting with some informants in a cafe. He acquired the information he wanted from them and had it all recorded for the case. It would prove viable to him and most importantly those on the case. His smirk expressed clear satisfaction. The sharply dressed man strolled down the sidewalk. While he could just make a portal and pop back to the police station, he didn't feel like doing that. He wanted to walk and take in the sights. Who knows, maybe he would run into one of his fellow officers or buddies on the way back. He remembered Damon had to work on the field for something.
As he walked back, he noticed something odd. Well, if you can call a candy seller odd. It wasn't the seller so much as that seller's choice of location being odd. Who sells candy in front of a police station? This cute little girl apparently, and some officers were eating it right up. Thinking about it, he kind of wanted a treat or two himself. He waltzed over to the place and rolled up right in front of the small crowd of people.
"What's the candy for, kid?"
@"mariosaur"
As he walked back, he noticed something odd. Well, if you can call a candy seller odd. It wasn't the seller so much as that seller's choice of location being odd. Who sells candy in front of a police station? This cute little girl apparently, and some officers were eating it right up. Thinking about it, he kind of wanted a treat or two himself. He waltzed over to the place and rolled up right in front of the small crowd of people.
"What's the candy for, kid?"
@"mariosaur"