"Not at all." He replied. When we got to the closest diner I could possibly find in the area, we went in and sat down. The waitress came over and asked me what I would like to drink. I replied "A Pepsi if you don't mind." She looked over at Oliver almost like she knew him or something witch made me feel a bit uncomfortable, then asked him "What will you have to drink sweetie?" His reply was "A cup of coffee two creams one splenda and by the way Hun, I'm far from sweet." I laughed without noticing. He looked at me and said "So anyways, like I was saying or trying to say before, I'm an undercover detective witch I probably shouldn't of told you, but I have a feeling like you're not going to say anything to anyone about what the rest of my meaning of talking to you is anyways." "I've been working on a case for the past six months and a lot of people have gone missing and somehow all the leads I've been getting are pointing to your neighbors house down the street." "You wouldn't happen to know anything about this would you?"
