Alone in the manor Chris stood in the kitchen pulling a tray of cookies out of the oven. The doorbell rang, a smile spread across his face, "Right on time."
He walked to the front door and opened it, "Oh, I wondering when you would get here." He said with an air of disinterest as he looked upon the features of Inspector Sheridan.
"Chris Perry," she took her handcuffs off her belt.
He snorted, "You came here alone?" he looked down at the handcuffs, screw exposure, he thought as he orbed the handcuffs into his hand, "You wont need those Inspector."
"How-"
"Come in Jennifer, I made a batch of cookies." A grin spread across his face, "Don't even think about drawing that gun. Now come inside," he looked out at the overcast sky, "It's about to rain."
As soon as he'd spoken those words rain began to pour from the clouds above, Sheridan stepped inside.
"I suppose you want to know how I did it, don't you?"
"Yes." Sheridan drew her answer out, "I want to know how you pulled a Houdini and escaped without being seen."
"Chocolate chip okay?" Chris asked, "I made oatmeal as well but you don't look like you would like oatmeal."
"Chocolate chip will be fine." Sheridan went along with his little façade, "Thank you."
"So I'll show you. Watch this." Chris disappeared in a swirl of blue orbs then reappeared right before Sheridan. He laughed as she fell off the chair, sitting on the island he grinned, "Now you know. Eat your cookie."
"What's in it?"
"Flour, water, milk, brown sugar, chocolate…you know, it's a cookie."
Nervously she took a bite and her eyes clouded over, Chris hopped down, pulled up his pant leg and held his hand over his leg and a dog bite appeared. He waved his hand in front of Jennifer.
"Inspector? Are you okay?"
Sheridan blinked, "Who are you? What am I doing here?