When they arrived Kitto had token a place near a large window. She could clearly see that no one on the other side of the glass would be able to see her unless they entered the building. Propping her elbow on the table and resting her chin in her palm, Kitto looked around the unfamiliar faces that typically surrounded her.

Ryuzaki had squatted into a chair. Kitto stared at him and wondered what it felt like sitting like that, just for her amusement she imagined herself in the position. She almost busted out in a fit of giggles but stopped herself as Ryuzaki was watching her while nibbling on his thumbnail.

"So, Kitto, what was wrong with your garden?" He asked and placed a hand on his knee.

"Hunh? Oh. . . Well there was a dead cat in my garden so you see . . ." Kitto glanced down at what Ryuzaki was messing with in his hands. It looked like a piece of paper.

"That's too bad. Oh, how's the investigation going?" He asked and leaned in slightly.

"Um, fine. Ryuzaki, are we gonna order anything?" Kitto asked as a waitress was hurrying over.

"Hmm. I suppose. However, I was thinking that maybe you know something about the case I'm working on also," He said.

"Hrrrmmm-?" Kitto had spaced out as the waitress came by and stood there with a stupid smile practically observing Ryuzaki.

"Hello, welcome to the Chillin' Café. What would you like served to you today?" She asked, staring at Ryuzaki the whole time.

Kitto mentally rolled her eyes. "I'll take a glass of water and the peanut butter and chocolate cake," She ordered off the mental list in her mind.

"I'm fine for now, thank you." Damn that Ryuzaki. If she'd known he drug her along just to talk to her she would've stayed home.

"Okay, I'll be back." The waitress turned on her heels and walked off.

Kitto noticed Ryuzaki never moved his eyes off her face. "What's up?" she asked.

"Well do you think you may be able to help?" Ryuzaki asked.

"Um- Ryuzaki don't you think that's a bit strange-?"

"To do what? Share possible information on a case isn't really-"

"No not that! Well- I mean. It's strange that you'd want me to help you out of the blue. I mean I just met you and now you want to get all friendly!" Kitto rolled her eyes and sighed.

"Oh? Well then I'm sorry-"

"However," Kitto said, leaning in to stare him closely in the eyes, "If you're out for my case-look you're not getting it."

She leaned back into her chair and crossed her legs. The waitress had returned with her cake and water. She asked Ryuzaki if he wanted or need anything, but he refused anything suggested.

"No, I am simply asking if you wanted to assist me on helping with this case," He said and nibbled his thumbnail again.

"Hmm. Well if you're not for my case. . . . Sure, I'll give it a crack. But I can't promise that I'll be able to stay on the case, I've already promised someone else help too," Kitto said and took a bite out of her cake.

"Good, if you'd like I'll leave a phone number you can call me from," He said.

"That'd be great." Kitto pushed back her empty plate and sipped from the icy glass of water.

"Glade you've agreed to help," He said, Kitto thought he'd seem something devious twinkle in his eyes but ignored it.

"Glade to be working with ya," She replied with a grin.