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Katia Anderson stepped out of her green car with a wide grin on her face.

"Hello Mr. Layton!" she chirped, "Oh, who's your friend?"

"My name" Interrupted Clive just as Layton was about to speak "Is Clive Dove. Nice to meet you Ms. Anderson."

Katia looked shocked. "How-"

He smirked, this was exactly the reaction he expected, every female he encountered, he could easily confuse or manipulate. He was good at figuring people out, which he worked to his advantage, however, there was one person who he could never figure out, despite what other people told him. Nonetheless, he was quite amused at Katia's speechlessness. Normally, he would've waited until they were raging at him, but it had been a long day, so he decided to answer her question.

"To put it simply, I'm a reporter."

"Oh? And what do you report?"

"The usual trash people read to entertain themselves, but never mind that, since Mr. Quiet here knows you better, I'll let him explain the situation."

Professor Layton, who had finally been able to speak, explained the situation to Katia. Clive noted that he looked a bit choked up when he told her about the kidnapping but knew that there was no sense in wasting valuable time for rescuing in this so he let it go. After he was finished explaining, Katia nodded as if processing it, then said to them

"I have a friend nearby and a jerry can of gas in the back. I could help you refill, then we could push it to my friends and they could look after your car. I could help you if you want."

Clive sighed. Was she really trying to invite herself? He decided that although she could be of help, quantity would just slow them down. He said to her

"Or, you could give us the tank of gas and let us be on our way."

"I COULD but I have an idea on who's behind this. Plus, my car has more mileage."

The conversation was light and polite but you could see the tension in their eyes, they had a heated debate going on for a while, but Clive was going to win this one, he always has he was sure of it Clive dove…

Was not happy. He sat in the back seat of Katia's vehicle with a frownful pout. He always won arguments and he was about to win this one, until the Professor interrupted and took HER side. Deciding that he'd rather annoy her after all, he scanned around the vehicle looking for… a certain… type…of…THERE! His eyes widened and his face relaxed into his signature smirk. He spoke in a soothing tone

"Is that Pride and Prejudice?"

"Why yes, yes it is, have you read it?"

"Meh, tried to, couldn't get past the first page; I'm beginning to question your taste."

"WELL!" She sneered "I think my TASTE is just fine, otherwise I would've been interested in you!"

"Now I'm REALLY beginning to question your taste."

"Clive" Chided the Professor "Whether you're a gentleman or not, you never questions someone's tastes, especially a lady."
"Of course not." He gasped in mock innocence "I would never do that, unless the Lady is WRONG!"

"WHO ARE YOU TO-!"

"ENOUGH!"

They both looked at a fuming Professor, both scared to see him angry. Clive only saw him angry once, and he didn't want to witness THAT again. He shuddered at the memory then waited for him to say something but the only thing he could was

"Pull over at the next pit stop."

Professor Layton wasn't a fan of convenience store bathrooms, but this was an emergency. He just couldn't stand hearing those two argue anymore, so here he was standing at the mirror hunched over. He was beginning develop worry lines, and self-pep talks were useless at this point. "Even Luke and Flora never argued this much." He thought to himself. "Well, maybe they got the point by now." He slipped out of the washroom and went to turn around the corner only to see a fist, then black.