The case of the missing lunch box / science project

Ivan

A/N:Please vote.

Friday decided to talk to Ivan instead. He had made what seemed to be a marble run. And couldn't shut up about it.

"...so, I infused my new design with the original to make a base model and attach them to the robotic regulator transitioning it to the model 370495 train tracks..."

Even to someone as smart as Friday this made absolutely no sense whatsoever. She felt like to fall asleep just listening to him. So she decided to get it over with.

"Excuse me" Friday cut in "you don't mind if I ask you a couple of questions, about what happened at Charlie and Harvey's stall yesterday."

Ivan furrowed his eyebrows in confusion "What happened at Charlie and Harvey's stall yesterday."

Friday said nothing, but just stared at him blankly.

"Oh" Ivan cried in realization "Oh you mean when I was there. What did that rat Riley say I did" he said in full sass.

"You...were in Charlie's stall" Friday asked, "hang on a minuet, I need to get my lie detector."

Ivan rolled his eyes "You have a lie detector."

"Yep" Friday said, she turned around and cried "MELANIE."

Melanie walked over to them, and showing no sign of breaking out of the slow swift pace in which contained her stride.

"Hello" she spoke cheerily "what can I do for you on this fine morning."

A smile slightly tugged on the side of Ivans mouth; it seemed the presence of Melanie Pelly could change the mood of even those as hard hearted as Ivan Owens.

Friday answered "First of all, it's 4:00 o'clock in the afternoon. Second of all I need to know if this guy (she pointed her thumb in Ivan's direction) is telling the truth."

"Oh, ok start from the beginning" Melanie said eyeing Ivan up and down in deep concentration. Ivan shifted from one foot to another, slightly uncomfortable.

"Ivan" Friday confronted him in a firm tone "What were you doing in Charlie's stall?"

"I was making a phone call" Ivan answered smoothly.

"Our school doesn't allow phones" Friday retorted.

"No shit sherlock. But I think you'll find that 99% of the students at this school have one anyway."

"Why did you make the call in Charlie's stall" Friday pressed.

"Our school reception is as the Spanish would say "terrible, idiota y especialmente difícil de manejar mi negocio de lavado."  A/N: Belive me you will want to translate this.

Friday raised her eyebrows trying not to seem impressed.

"I didn't know you spoke Spanish" Melanie clearly not to impressed because she had a best friend who could speak twenty-seven languages.

"Por qué por supuesto. Mi madre es española, Colin y yo hemos podido hablarlo desde que teníamos cinco años. Hace las cosas muy divertidas cuando tenemos que hablar en privado. En ese sentido, ya que usted me comprende en absoluto, debo decir que está preciosa esta noche, señorita." A/N: Translate this as well. Ivan smattered rapidly flashing her his most charming smile. Friday couldn't help but smile at what he had just said she glanced at Melanie.

"Yeah, I have no idea what you just said" Melanie laughed giving him a confused smile.

"What was the phone call about" Friday pressed.

"No es asunto tuyo" Ivan said leaning across the counter smugly.

Friday, who was fluent in Spanish, rolled her eyes. She figured that question wasn't important, so she continued on with the rest.

"Did you take anything form Charlie's stall".

"No" Ivan said bluntly.

Friday glanced at Melanie who nodded. He was telling the truth.

"You said Charlie's brother was there at the time, did he say anything to you" Friday asked.

"No."

"Was he doing anything."

"No, he ran of with his lunch box when I came into the stall" Ivan muttered.

"What, time was this."

"Trea had left so I'm guessing around" Ivan thought for a second to check his watch "3:40."

"Ok thanks" Friday said, turning to Melanie just to make sure he wasn't lying.

"Speaking of clocks, my marble run is designed to take no longer than 3 minutes to finish on route..." Ivan started to ramble on about his marble run, when Ian called out to them.