"You want me to describe Kevin Chin?" I nodded, hoping to get a clearer response than my previous interviewee. Although I will forego a full description, my current interviewee was about medium height, with short strawberry blond hair. "Well, the first thing I can tell you about him is that he's an artist. Always sticking his nose into mangas and books and things like that. Secondly, he's a bit of an intro. You're not going to get too much out of him in a conversation." "Go on," I said, shifting in the office chair. "I mean, I have seen him draw, and he's quite good at it. Certainly not a master, but he is still young." I leaned back, sighing. "Another art nerd?" "Oh no, sir! He's just.restrained, that's all. He doesn't get out all too much. He used to play football or soccer as you Americans call it. He also told me he takes an interest in how to use a sword, although he's not very good at it." "I see." As I jotted all of this down, the girl spoke again. "One thing I found interesting, is that he draws more at night than during the day." I looked up at her. "Why would that catch your attention?" "I can sympathize with him, as I'm something of a night owl myself. Other than that, I don't think I can tell you much more." "Very well," I said, standing up. "It's been nice talking to you again." "The same to you too, sir," said the girl, also getting up and making to leave. "Have a good evening, Miss Victoria."