Office #18, Wednesday Afternoon

[tyler_gone]

After a busy morning of work with junior detectives, investigations and interrogations, "Fred" was on his hands and knees looking for clues under the desk in Mr. Durden's office -- and, jeepers, it wasn't much of an office unless you really liked flowers -- when the bite wore off. He suddenly remembered he was in fact Mr. Durden, sat up, and hit his head.

That gave him one excuse to curse a blue streak. The crazy-lady flowers that he saw when he reluctantly popped out from under the desk provided another.

Whatever Ino was trying to say with flowers, she sure was verbose with it. He tore off the neckerchief and wondered if he really had to keep the flowers around until they died.

[OOC: Mostly a linkdrop, but open, sure!]

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[shiroi_tiger]

With a skip in her step and a swagger in her hips (yes, all at once), Daphne was looking for Fred. There was still a mystery to be solved, yes, but that was only second in importance to the very excellent advice that the kind, hot Mountie had given to her!

"Fred? Jeepers, Fred, where are you?"

And that was when she peered through the doorway to see him. The dress almost looked flattering on Algren. The pink tights underneath probably left something to be desired.

"There you are! I've been looking for you all over!"