Burnt Coffee Grounds

"Hey Kartune, do you have the number for that person we were talking about earlier?"

"No princess sadly I don't have the number. May I assit you in a different way though?"

"Oh shit, sorry I must have the wrong number."

"Don't freight it. And when you go to make the contact for that guy you were talking about -when you find the right number- don't forget to make a contact for me too."

"Why would you need me to make you a contact when it sounds like you could get all the girls you could ever want with that voice of yours?"

"Because aside of popular beleifs the only females I've been handling is Iron, Magnesium, and Lanthanum."

Elizabeth Enzo: My father always warned me about strangers, yet he never warned them about me. When in reality.. I'm the boogy man that every man fears. But that's okay with me because I know where my morals lie and where I lie about my morals and I'll never be ashamed of it. But who would be ashamed of being a serial killer? Definitly not the men in my smutty novels, and all the girls can say amen to that!

Victor Hahn: Maybe not all serial killers are hatful on the inside, maybe they just want justice for those who can't take it for themselves. Yet here I am, helping conduct one of the biggest manhunts for this serial killer named Red Velvet because my best friend was able to convince me it would be good to get my head out of chemical compounds for a bit, well that and that I believed it would only take a week for me to solve the case because numbers -quite frankly- don't lie. But there might've been a small intrferance, aka Mrs. Ilovethesmellofburntcoffeegrounds.

Will the most infamous chemist fall for the serial killer he's trying to catch? Or the freckled face girl who loves the smell of burnt coffee grounds and is a chemist from the other side of the world?
Good thing is, he doesn't have to choose...

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