Mm. How… nice of you.
[ he sets his beverage down again. ]
Forgive me for not picking the kind of cafe that has migrane-inducing light shows and loud music, as those aren’t open in the middle of the day. But we both know I’m not here enjoying this… well, quiet… by any legal means.
And I am?
[ His tone is smug, but they both know better and anyway he's fidgeting one-handedly with his crossword pen. ]
The point, Dr. Crane. You're missing it. Why would I be speaking with you at all right now, never mind in broad daylight?















