Love, in Progress

Él es un captura

Tinsley noticed that he had at least one file on everyone in the room- maybe two or three on Ricky but that's beside the point. However, anything he had against the family was circumstantial evidence, so wouldn't hold up in a court of law (whoever was covering up for the family was doing a good job).

The next thing he noticed was Miguel Goldsworth (better known as the infamous Chicago mobster, Night Night) staring him down from across the table with a cold glint in his eye and a clear grip on the knife in his hand.

Cutting through the tension in the air, Lucy Goldsworth piped up "So Mr Tinsley, what was it you said you do for a job?"

Tinsley assumed that everyone around the table already knew exactly who he was.
"I'm a Detective, but I'm also a PI on the side." he answered politely, yet shifting uncomfortably in his seat.

"Oh how interesting, do you have any current cases?" Ricky queried with mock innocence, knowing full well the only case open was his own. Ricky knew what he was doing was a bit cruel, but he needed to make sure the detective could handle his family!
"Oh, uh not really-" Tinsley started
"Do go on- tell us!" Miguel interrupted.

Lucy laughed from her end of the table, "Boys, that's enough stop pestering the poor Detective! Plus I'm sure it doesn't have anything to do with us."
Ricky gave Tinsley a coy smile and batted his eyelashes at the Detective, who simply turned away to answer Lucy.
"No Ms Goldsworth, I can assure you your family has nothing to do with my open case."

At that comment Miguel turned to Ricky and said, "Èl es un captura"- not that Tinsley understood Spanish, which he assumed was the point. But whatever was said sounded sarcastic, so Tinsely was growing more complacent in not knowing what was said.

"Miguel." Lucy said firmly, obviously ending that line of conversation.

"So, how did you and Ricky meet?" Lucy asked, filling the silence
"It was at the opening of the museum Mamá", Ricky answered for Tinsley, "Fran spotted him and I went over to talk to him" Ricky turned to Tinsley "Do you remember?"
"Uh yes. Yes I do remember."
"I asked you a question, do you remember what my question was?"

"Is it really relevant?" Tinsley said with a sigh.
"Well I do remember you drinking quite a bit that night but never enough to completely forget a-"

"You asked me how much I knew about Locusta."

"And?" Ricky pressed on.
"The famous poison's expert from the final two reigns of the Julio-Claudian dynasty- she was attributed to assisting with the poisonings of many people... including two Emperors."

"And why do you think I asked you that?"

Tinskey went quiet for a moment, growing increasingly more uncomfortable- fully aware of everyone's eyes on him. He looked down into his lap and fiddled with his hands. "Morbid fascination?" He questioned quietly.

Suddenly Miguel broke out into laughter. Tinsley looked around, confused.
"My brother? Morbid fascination? Oh oh my-" Miguel said trying to get his words out between laughs. Even the Butler had a small smile on his face.
"I don't get it?" Tinsley whispered to Ricky quietly.
"Oh, but I think you do Tinman."

Then, it finally made sense to Tinsley. Sure, none of them had said anything outright, but the meaning was still there. "Me?! Morbid fascination? I've been in dodgy dealings for quite some time now Tinman" Ricky continued with a sly smile. "Plus, you're cute when you're being all meek" and with that comment Tinsley went beet-red in the face.

"¡Mira Mamá, el esta sonrojado!" Miguel said excitedly.

"Miguel!", Lucy scolded, and turned to Tinsley, "I'm sorry about them, can I offer you another drink?"
"No thank you, I'm going to have to make a move now, I've got work tomorrow." Tinsley replied standing up to leave. He was tired, quite done with socialising, and would've much rather be at home alone with his cat.

"Well it was lovely to meet you, Detective." Lucy said, standing and shaking the Detective's hand. "And you too, goodnight." he responded, turned on his heel and left.