"Actually, it's an anime, but it's good subject matter to think about the human psyche and such. I use it for practice, and if you work with me, you might want to, also. Are you in?"
"'Course!" He laughed with relief, putting his pens and pencils away and reclining on the chair. "If anything, it gets me good anime recomendations. So, any cases so far?"
Erin smiled at his reaction. "No, not yet. Buisiness actually only officially started today... I kinda put that ad out a little fast."
Simon laughed. "Probably for the best. The stress accompanying solving a mystery could easily break down our newly-formed business. If there's paperwork to do, though, I'm your guy! But hey, you're the boss, don't let me manage myself, anything you need done?"
"Well, the only real thing you could do is help me taste test the coffee I just made in this new maker." replied Erin, walking over to the coffee maker and poured two cups. "Do you take yours black?"
Simon laughed. "After that extremely energy-consuming test, I'll take what I can get." He sipped his coffee, barely held back a grimace, and chuckled to himself. "Well, it's no Starbucks, but hey, this isn't exactly a gourmet kitchen! It's juuuuust fine..."
Erin turned and fixed up her's; she poured in about as much milk as there was coffee and added enough sugar that mirrored the quantity found in soda. She took a swig and smiled.
"Jeez, caffeine and sugar? Might as well infuse yourself with laughing gas." Simon smiled. "So, what got you into this detective stuff? Impressed that you've done this much by yourself."
"Okay," began Erin, "First off, don't make fun of my coffee; I've always had it this way." She was about five years old when she started drinking it like this, so she wouldn't have it any different. "Secondly, my dad was a cop, and my aunt was a mystery nut. Her shelfs were filled with Ellery Queen stories, Poirot, Miss Marple-you name it and she probably had it."
Erin went to her bag and got out a DVD case. She handed it to Simon, saying, "It's season one, volume one of Monster. It's a little rough at times, but still good." Suddenly a knock was heard at the door. She looked over at him and asked, "You want to get the door for our first case or should I?"
Simon waved her off. "You can have the honor. Besides, you'll probably solve it as soon as you hear it, might as well speed things up." He smirked at her and took another sip of his coffee absentmindedly, forgetting that it was awful.
Erin walked over to the door and opened it. On the floor was a man, about 30's-ish, in a suit about as rumpled as her's, wide eyed. "H-H-Help me..." he stuttered before he passed out. Erin whipped around and said to Simon, "Well, so much for speeding things up; he's out cold." She bent down, grabbed his wrists, ,and began to drag.
"Yeah, like I could've done anything to stop him." He put down his revolting coffee. He looked curiously at the man on the floor, and asked himself out loud. "How intrusive are we allowed to get? Might be important enough to warrant some searching..." He seemed a little too excited by this.
Erin did indeed look through his pockets after sitting him into the armchair. "His name is William Williams...thirty-three years old...runs an ad agency in town. Geez, his name sounds like a really bad alias." She looked over at Simon. "You wanna check out if this place is legit?" she asked, holding up the buisiness card she found in his wallet.
"Sure, unless you needed someone to do a little more *cough* intrusive search." He wagged his eyebrows a little, but took the busienss card and let himself out of the office.
((should the place be real or not?))
Erin stuck her head out of the office door and asked, "Hey, are you a hacker or something?"
(Weird, the part in parenthesis didn't post. Let's say it's not real. That can leave it open for a lot of things to dive into.
Simon arrived at the address in a short amount of time, being familiar with the city. The address wasn't fake, so that gave him an ounce of hope. Still, the building at the location was clearly not the accounting office as promised by the card, instead a run-down child care center lay in its place. From the looks of it, it hadn't been open in years. Strange, but intruiging, he thought.
Erin stayed and watched after the strange man. After a while, he came to. "Hey there, you're awake." she said softly, as not to startle him. "I'll make a cup of coffee to perk you up." She poured a cup of terrible coffee and tried to put it into his hands, but they were so shakey he couldn't hold onto it. She sighed and wondered what was going on.
Simon realized he had left all of his stuff, including his cell phone, in the office, and had to walk back to the office to deliver his findings, feeling stupid. "Place exists, but it's an abandoned daycare, not an accounting office." Seeing that the guy was awake, he asked him, "Hey, guy. So what's the deal here?"