"Ding-dong!"
A few seconds passed before the door opened and out came a blonde wearing a dark grey jacket, "Oh Alicia, hey."
Indeed it was her with her camera and shining teeth, "Hello, 'ello~" she seemed to be wearing much more casual pinkish attire—yet still somewhat eye-catching.
"Uh, Mr Namora isn't here," Jotou replied.
"Aw bloody hell, after all'that trouble of makin' my way through security, he's not even here. It's detective, by the way; he'll make a fuss about it otherwise," she sighed.
Jotou waned an eye, "I know; it's a long story, but I just say Mr."
"Long story eh?" her face flashed up at the words. "That'd be great to hear about. How long've you been stayin' in this here abode? What's the scoop between you and Detective Namora? How long's Ms Thundering Blade stayin' in'the city?"
As she spoke, her face got closer and closer to the doorframe. Jotou had backed her head away, more and more till the door was barely ajar as the two kept eye contact…
