heres the continuation, hope you enjoy Claire, i do not own any of the lovely boho's, though i wouldnt mind getting them signed over to me, hehe. anyway lets continue.
Collins walked in nervously, Angel had already been questioned and according to the gorgeous drag goddess, these officers weren't exactly sane. Kassie and Marcina were seated at the table and watched him, they had a more complicated questioning in store. Collins sat down and the questioning began.
"Mr. Collins, are you aware your name is Tom Collins?" Marcina asked. He was bewildered.
"It would odd if I didn't." He answered, eager to not lose his cool like Angel.
"No, what would be odd is that people drink you, did you know that?!" The girl shrieked. Collins jumped back and Kassie patted her arms.
"Easy, Marcina, next question, Mr. Collins...do you masturbate?" She asked. The look on Collins's face was priceless.
"Ummm...sometimes...but only to Wilson's...I MEAN...Angel's picture." His face became bright red. Kassie jumped up.
"Aha! Who's Wilson, huh? Are you cheating on Angel?!" she yelled. Marcina grabbed the girl and quickly reminded her in hushed tones that Wilson was the actor who was Angel. Kassie calmed and Marcina took over.
"Tom, if I may call you that because I do not like to refer to the accused as alcoholic beverages," He went to open his mouth but she continued before he could say anything," Would you ever harm the lovely, beautiful, radiant-"
"-perfect-"
"-stunning-"
"-dazzling, Angel?"
"Of course not!" He raged, annoyed. Marcina jumped back.
"Kassie, your turn." Kassie looked at him.
"Do you plan to drink yourself to a stupor when Angel dies?" Kassie asked. Collins was surprised and upset.
"Angel's going to-to die?!" He questioned, hurt.
"No, no, no, she doesn't, where on earth would you get that idea, now next question-" Kassie stuttered.
"But, you just said-"
"NEXT QUESTION...Marcina,"
"Ummm...okay, Mr. Collins, is there anyway, Ms. Schunard is your brother?" She asked. He raised an eyebrow.
"Uhhh...no"
"You sure?"
"Obviously, otherwise, that's just sick." He pointed out. Marcina jumped on the table.
"THEN HOW COULD YOU LIE TO MILLIONS OF PEOPLE WHO TRUSTED YOU, WHEN YOU SAID ANGEL WAS YOUR BROTHER, THEY BELIEVED YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Kassie grabbed Marcina and dragged her out. Collins took this as a sign, grabbed his jacket and ran out, into the arms of Angel.
"Collins, are you okay?" She asked eagerly.
"Angel, love, have you ever done something against the United States?"
"No, never, why? She asked appalled.
"Because getting deported right now, and me following would be a good thing, who in their right mind lets teenagers interview people, I had no idea what they're questions had to do with the murder." Collins spoke. Angel nodded.
"I know, let's get out of here," Angel said.
"What about us?" Mimi asked. Collins turned to them and saluted.
"Good luck." Collins said as he and Angel ran out.