Okay, peoples, this is where the story gets a bit weird! Just warning you. Well… I don't own FMA, so onward! FOR NARNIA!
"Alphonse, just stay with me this time," said Edward quietly, avoiding his brother's eyes as he walked.
Riza stopped suddenly in front of a building. Edward and Alphonse bumped into her because she had been a few steps ahead of them.
"That's a bar," said Alphonse, pointing up at the sign.
"I know. May I stop here for a second?"
"Um, sure," said Edward. "But I don't think that Al and I should go in. You know… I'm 15, and Al looks 10."
Edward and Alphonse sat down against the bar's wall. Riza walked in quickly, and went straight up to the bar.
"Hey, man," a rather busty woman said to Riza. "Want to get it on?"
Riza glared, and pulled off her hat, exposing her shoulder-length hair. "I think you've made a rather large mistake," she said coolly.
"I, uh," the woman blushed. She muttered under her breath, "Darn cross dressers."
Riza sighed and turned to the bartender. "Hey, Carl. What have you heard of… him?"
"Ri! What are you doing out here?" asked Carl.
"Just some work. And can you answer my question?"
"Ah, he's still out that way," said the overweight bartender, pointing to the east. "He's not done much lately. Jus' biding his time is my guess."
"Alright, thanks," said Riza, placing a 5 sens bill on the table. She left as quickly as when she came in.
"So how did it go?" Alphonse asked as she came out.
Riza blushed. "Well, it could have gone better. But I need to go somewhere. It's not that long a walk."
"Sure, but where?"
Yay! Half-cliffhanger! This chapter took awhile to play out in my head. And just for a note, the three had been walking for about an hour before stopping.