Chapter 16: The conversation
"Did ya miss me?" Bugs Bunny said.
Lola was choked to see this mysterious rabbit again. It was him all right. She almost most couldn't recognize him. He wasn't wearing that armored suit anymore, but was dressed as a normal citizen. He had a black jacket and grey pants. The jacket was upon which revealed that he had a blue t-shirt under it. He also had a little mark on his cheek.
He looked at Lola with a smile like he just say hello to an old friend.
"Why are you here?" Lola asked serious.
"I had long and frustrated night, and I wanted some breakfast. I seems I wasn't the only one who thought that."
"Am I supposed to believe that this is coincidence?"
"No. Your friend did say that I was looking for you. Didn't she?"
"Why are you looking for me? Did you regret fleeing from me? Do you wanna get caught or something like that?"
"I didn't regret anything. How could I? I had a devil of a time with you."
Lola thought of what she should do now. She could take her gun and arrest him right here and now. Yet something were holding her back. This rabbit dosen't seems like some punk, but something else. She really wanted to what.
"Anyway. If you wanted me in custody you would have taken that gun of yours in your jacket and order me to put my hands up. Wouldn't you." Bugs then said.
"True." Lola said.
Then, a waitress came to the table.
"Can I get you two anything?" She asked.
"Would like a cup of coffee." bugs said, and the waitress wrote it down.
"And you?" She asked Lola.
"Nothing thanks."
"Are you sure? I'll pay." Bugs said.
"Yes, I'm sure."
"All right. One coffee coming up." The waitress said and walked.
"So tell me. Why don't you arrest me? What's holding you back?"
"Curiosity." She choose to say. She wasn't sure that it was the only reason, but it was one of them. She knew only so little about this rabbit and she wanted to know more. "And I'm going to ask again. Why are you here? And I want a serious answer this time."
"Actually, it's for the same reason. Curiosity."
"So, you want to know me? Is that it?"
"This do seems to be the perfect place to do." Bugs answered.
Lola kept asking herself what this rabbit was up to. Is he playing with her, or is it something else? Either way, she decided to play along.
"Ya know what. I think I'll take that coffee." She said to the waitress who just passed her.
"Okay. Two coffees coming up." The waitress said and updated her notebook.
Bugs and Lola started staring at each other for some time. Lola was sure that the mark on Bugs cheek came from the punch he gave him.
"Listen Lo, may I call you Lo, I think our first meeting started pretty harsh. I was hoping that we could put that behind us and start getting to know each other."
"Harsh." Lola said, raising his voice. "Made me chase you through buildings, and started fighting me. That's no way to treat a
lady. Did your mother never taught you that?"
"I just like to know people. Both the gentle way and the hard way." Bugs said.
"Hard way?"
"You can learn a lot about people by fighting them."
"So you learned a lot about me when that happened." Lola said referred to the mark on Bugs' check.
"Yeah, that you hit hard." Bugs joked.
After that, another silence came for some time.
"Tell me something." Lola began. "You said that your name is Bugs Bunny, but that really true? Because checked your name in the database and according to this, Bugs Bunny doesn't exist."
"I can assure you. That is my name. I promised to tell you remember." Bugs said.
"Well, then I take it that police database wouldn't do any help of understanding you?"
"You're right. I guess you would have to do it another way."
"Like what?"
"The database may not have been a big help to ya, but it sure was to me. And your file says that you know how to read people. Show me."
True, Lola like to understand her opponents, so she has studied different kind of ways know how, that includes reading people by observing them. She took her time by looking at the gray rabbit sitting in front of her.
The waitress then came with their coffees.
"Well." Lola then said, drinking of her coffee. "When I first saw you in that suit, I would first have guessed some crazy street punk, but a street punk can't fight the way you did tonight. So guessed vigilante. However, when I look at you now I'm not so sure anymore."
"Why?" Drinking of his coffee as well.
"Attitude."
"And what does my attitude say?"
"Cop, soldier, officer or maybe agent. Someone who work within a higher power."
"Okay." Bugs said. Sounded a little impressed.
"And about your past. You seem to be a sly one, so I guess you had a crude past that was more about survival than living. You also seems to have a lack respect of women because for the way you treated me tonight. Normally I would suggest bad upbringing, but at the way you ignored my comment about your mother, I would say you're orphan."
"Uhuh."
"Also, you called me doc on that rooftop, but you read my file, so must have known that I'm not a doctor. My guess is that its some kind of nickname you have for people."
Most people is annoyed when Lola read them, but Bugs just stayed cool. Actually, she gave Lola a little smile.
"Okay, my turn." Bugs said.
"I thought you said you read my file. Why would need to read me?"
"Reading about a person is just boring fact, but reading the person, that's says a lot more." Bugs answered.
"All right, let's see what you can do."
Like Lola, Bugs took her time looking at Lola before he began to speak.
"The file says that you are a cop, but you have the attitude of a soldier, your fathers influence no doubt. Your hands does tell more."
"My hands?" Lola said confused and looked down at them.
"It's the hands of a surgeon. Your mothers influence no doubt. The look on your eyes also shows a story. Oppressed anger and grief. Properly the result of the loss of your parent's."
That made Lola look more serious. Yes, some years after Lola moved from California, Lola's parents was murdered. The guilty were never found. I leaved hole inside her, which is still the today.
"I gotta say. That's quite a past you got there." Bugs continued. "Also, since you keept asking me questions, since we meet, you really have a detective's desire to have a completely overview of the situation and what you are up against."
"Yes" Lola said. "Always have questions in my head and that is one that is bothering me right now."
"What's that?" Bugs asked.
"Why are we doing this?"
"Because I want you to have a little faith in me."
"Why?"
"I want to make you an offer."
Lola started to sit back with crossed arms. "What is this offer?"
"You clearly want to understand what is going on here. Well, so do I. I thought we might could work together."
Lola said nothing, just kept staring at him.
"Listen, if you're interested. Meet me at the docs where the assault happened" Bugs said finishing his coffee, putted some money at the table and started walking to the exit.
"Oh and one more thing." Bugs said before walking out. "Don't tell ya police buddies about this. If you do I will know."
Then Bugs walked out. Lola started looking out of the window she had a lot to think about.
Outside, Bugs walking in an alley and it didn't take looking before the yellow armored canary flled down to him.
"Hey Tweety. What's up." Bugs said as he spotted the canary.
"Bugs you must come back to the hideout. Something is happened."