Lunch In The Park

[Frost]

Charlie stops as if surprised by the question and turns back around. She gives the man an indulgent smile and holds out the briefcase. "Of course."

She turns the briefcase over onto it's side, then flips it to show the other side with the scratch on it.

[West]

There's a moment of indecision, as the man takes in Charlie's briefcase, then looks back towards the bench. He touches his shirt absentmindedly as his eyes focus on his blazer still laying on the bench.

"Ah shit," he mutters. "My wallet..."

A finger is held up half-heartedly, already knowing that this rendezvous is over with nothing to write about as he begins to job back to the park bench.

[Forn Clakes]

Dizzy follows the exchange with a little grin and after catching Monica's little head twitching, he shrugged before heading back and getting into the Vic. However, before he had a chance to even start the engine, it seemed that all that all the fuss was over nothing and he held his hands up in annoyance.

"Fuck's sake," he said in relative disgust. His one moment of fun halted.

[West]

Monica gives the signal for the team to break off and scatter; Charlie still needs a bit of polish before she's recruited.

As pre-determined, everyone will find their way to Sally's, a nearby restaurant where they can grab a corner booth.

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[West]

Continued here...