chap 02 -- Coffee CoLab.

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While walking to Coffee CoLab, you decided to just pretend to be a normal visitor. As in, you're just ordering and whenever a waitress comes to you, you show her the newspaper.

"Hello, what would you like to order?" a waiter asks you when you arrived at Coffee CoLab. you're standing behind the bar, trying to hide your disappointment. 

"Yeah hey, small question. Can I talk to a waitress who works here already longer then, I don't know, a month?" you ask.

"well thanks, I'll see if I can get Olivia" The waiter replies, obviously disappointed.

"I'm sorry." you try

"sure thing" he says before heading to the back of the store.

You look to the ground, you feel bad for the poor boy. Maybe you should've ordered something before asking this. 

The door opens, the waiter and a brown-haired girl probably around 30 years age walk out.

"Hello there, I'm Olivia." the brown-haired girl says.

"Hey, uhm" you look for words, "small question, can I talk to you in private somewhere?"

"yeah, of course, follow me." she says as she walks back to where she came from, apparently her office. You follow her.

"So what's up? do you have any questions about our concept or any complaints about our employees?" she looks at you with the most genuinely interested eyes you have ever seen.

"well, I might have quite a weird question..." you start.

"sit down, I have all the time, what is it darling?" she says. 

You take a seat and a deep breath. Before starting to talk, you slowly take the fragile newspaper out of your bag. in the end, you're not a 100% sure she is the waitress Vincent meant by making this puzzle. Once you got it out, you show it to her. Her eyes widen but she quickly recovers herself and smiles.

"Good job Emma, you successfully solved the puzzle. And you handled this situation correctly." she says, like she is a proud mom of her little daughter who just came home with a solved 100 pieces puzzle. 

You smile, "Thank you, Olivia, how do you know my name?"

"Vincent told me about you, you're his favorite maid of all of them." she smiles

"awh, thanks." you feel flattered.

"but the fact that you came here with the newspaper means no good, what happened to him?" she looks concerned.

You sigh, "well long story." you start.

***

After half an hour of rambling about everything that happened, trying to be as detailed as possible, later, you finish your story. 

She looks at you, "Correct me if I'm wrong, Jack took Vincent away to a 'vacation' in front of your eyes." You nod, "And there was another guy?" You nod again. 

she shakes her head and looks down at her knees, "this is totally not Jack's way of acting. He would always do these things individually." 

"You know Jack?" you ask.

"I'm afraid I do" she replies as she looks up in your eyes.

"May I ask you quite an impolite question?" you carefully ask.

"Ask? always, the real question is if I would answer." she laughs.

"Where do you know Jack and Vincent from?" 

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