Why geniuses are weird
He had tripped over his heart. Now he had no way back.
"Damn names…they are fitting either way…"
Somewhere in L.A., a phone rang with a tune somehow resembling "What's up people".
"Yeah, what?" the phone was answered.
"Mello, it's Near."
"WTF?! Near, I hope you have a good enough reason for calling me on my cell!"
"Yeah, I want you to help me with something."
"WHAT????? I have to note this down. Let me guess… Kira caught you and now you are begging for my help?"
Mello mentally named the day the best of his life.
"No Mello, the investigation is going well."
Mello mentally renamed it the worst of his life.
"Then what is it?" he snapped. "I don't have all day, you know? Are you somehow trying to distract me from MY investigation?"
"Please tell me at least three brands of Belgian chocolate."
"?????????????????" (silence)
"What, you don't know any?" taunted Near.
" X, Y, Z, J, K, R,………." (n/a: I'll leave them like that, so just imagine he said some, I don't wanna make publicity :D)
He enounced about 10 brands without even breathing.
A big smile spread across Near's face.
"Thank you, Mello." he said as he hung up.
Mello was looking bewildered at the phone. Maybe Near was manipulated by Kira, after all! So, this meant Near would die! Mello mentally reestablished this as the best day of his life.
Near fixed some puzzle pieces with the names of the chocolate brands. The puzzle occupied all the room, like a freaky carpet. Near smirked, as he thought:
"Mello, you're saying in vain you're not a tool to solve my puzzle…"