He sat in his office, allowing the bald, quiet man to walk in. They're gazes met. The man with the black hair sat quietly, waiting for the other to say something. His gold eyes scanned his sunglasses, attempting to read any emotions.
"So… why are you here?" Tseng asked, shrugging. They stared at each other unblinkingly, and finally the bald man sighed.
"Reno tried to frame me," Rude replied, his face stern. Tseng choked back an amused smile.
"With… what—porn magazines?" Rude clenched his fists.
"Yes," he replied, his voice just above a whisper. Tseng stifled his laughter, interlacing his fingers and resting his chin on his hands.
"So… why don't you just…" he shrugged, "get him back?" Rude stared at him.
"… May I?"
"Kill him for all I care," he said. Rude's eyes grew in amazement.
"… Really??" Tseng closed his eyes, holding back a smile once again.
"No, of course not. Get him back for what he did to you without killing him, okay?" Rude nodded,
"Yes, Sir." He stood up and began walking, but Tseng stopped him.
"Do. Not. Kill. Him." Rude nodded.
"Yeah, yeah…" he murmured, walking out. Tseng closed the door and then sat down on the chair. He heaved a great sigh, kicking his feet up onto the desk and reading some files. Within one was quirky handwriting that read, "The porno magazines were mine!! – Reno." Tseng stared at it.
"Idiot," he muttered. "So retarded…" Silence once again… He threw the papers behind him, turning off the lights and leaving the office.
