You gonna get sassy with me? Is that good for team cohesion? This is the FBI, Agent, not Edgelords Anonymous. Act like it.

(She sighs and looks to Koata again.) Agent Audrey Athena Chance, with the Counterterrorism Division. You can call me Agent Chance, and if you grow on me, maybe I'll let you call me Audrey.

"I don't have time for this."

-And he kept going-

-...He's wearing an engagement ring?-

-Both Shadow and Kintobor approach the desk to check in-

I pray for that poor woman.

-Aichi was walking along when he heard the... well, you can't exactly call it an argument since one of the two people weren't even arguing, but still...-

-It seems like some of the members of this team are going to have some issues communicating with one another...-

-Ack, that makes him more nervous...-

-They all need to work together!-

-O-Oh... That girl Koata was talking to...-

-She seems rather stern too...-

-Perhaps he shouldn't say anything...-

-He simply keeps his head down and continues to go check in.-

-Not really seeming any less unease now than when he started...-

Samantha proceeds to check in with the rest of the group, planning to grab her bags once she has her room key.

Outside Hotel

(Logan steps up to Audrey, looking faintly concerned and also a bit sad... He has to put out his beloved cigar now.)

Just leave 'im, miss. Shadow's a fuckin' prick and there's no helpin' it. Makes me look downright cuddly.

(Drifts towards Bianca, eyeing her weapons curiously. Whistles a little in astonishment.)

Mister Gently! Heavens, first Kintobor, now you! I am in good company indeed... Have you met my young friends?

(Gestures to Aichi and co... then leans in and whispers to Dirk.)

These poor dears, they look so lost... Will you help me shepherd them along? I think they just need some encouragement... and, erm... protection from Shadow and his— yes...

Inside Hotel

(A lovely scent carries wafts from one of the rooms behind the check-in counter...)

(Though there's always this swimming trunks-clad bucket of blub◊ and his bag of cinnamon red-hots. He stares at Luffy and Hanam quizzically.)

(Trudy will find a clean and lovely restroom, complete with nice, fancy little hand-towelettes made of thick stuff for drying The Hands. What a ritzy joint...)

(...But there's a clatter in the neighboring stall, sounds like... an animal scuffling about?)

Wendell! Land's sakes, get back here!

(LOUD SKITTERING)

(The rest will find a lobby of impeccable opulence, staffed by only an older gentleman with a strange accent.)

Ah... The agents, yes? Ready and delighted to check all of you in, if you are as well.

-Over to the old dude he goes-

Most of us are. Some of the rest are... indisposed at the moment, which I'm sure you can see.

"Ready as I'll ever be. Doctor Ovi Kintobor, checking in."

"Shadow...-sigh-, Kintobor, as well."

-Looks over and walks up to the single man staffing-

That's right. Agent Hidari. You are...?

...Ah?

-He glances at Hanam, nudging his shoulder and gesturing his head towards the Fat Lad-

...Get a load o' this guy, eh?

-He walks up to him, putting his elbows on the counter and giving a friendly smile-

Hey, big fella! I'm lookin' for good eats, you know the way?

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"Ready to check in, yes," Samantha nods.

-Approaches the old man, flashing his badge-

Norman Jayden, FBI. We are the agents, yes. Before we proceed could you inform me as to the status of the crime scene?

Not a problem, Park, it'd be my pleasure to posture myself as a teacher to these eager students.

-He takes out a bunch of laminated flyers from his inner jacket pocket, handing them out to Aichi and Co.-

Luckily I took the liberty of preparing some useful English-To-Texan translations, there's plenty for everyone. Now we will blend in perfectly.

Hello -> Howdy

Friend -> Pardner

You All -> Y'all

Excepional -> Rootin' Tootin'

I fear that Texan identity is being eroded by corporate interests who are turning our unique sense of community into a soulless commodity and feel helpless to stop it -> Yeehaw!

-Aichi approaches the old man and nods.-

"Yes, sir. There are several of us still outside..."

-He gives a small smile.-

"I'm Aichi Sendou."

-Is a guy this young-looking really an agent like the rest of these guys...?-

-????????-

-O-Oh... Um... It's nice of him to give Aichi this, but he... doesn't think he needs it.-

-He's been in America for a long while now... he thinks he has the hang of some of this...-

"T-Thank you, Mr...."

-...Ah, crud. He didn't get Dirk's name...-

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"... Erhm??? Hello? Something wrong?"

ghhhh five water bottles begging to escape...

"... Ah! Hello there sir, we were just stopping by for a meal. This place has a dinery, yes?"

Seems like I meet a new prick every week. They're just usually the ones I'm...asking polite questions.

(Audrey walks in, following the same pattern as Jayden with the badge.) Agent Chance. I'd like to skip the formalities and get straight to the practical questions, if possible.

Um—His name is Dirk.

-oh hey another youngin-

-he smiels at audrey0- O—Of course miss Chance!

...

-koata seems a bit worried too Aichi-

-then to mobile greentext- Oh—um—We've met outside!

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-Marc saunters into the hotel, hands in pockets, looking around at the furnishings, before lingering by the check-in desk-

-scratches his chin, looking at the old man-

You got a guest book anywhere...?

-Aichi notices Marc and his bandaged face and grows a little worried.-

-Is he all right? Aichi didn't notice him on the bus (So many people there...).-

-Did something bad happen...?-

"A-Are you all right, sir...?"

Hotel

(@Marc) (cringes) What happened to you?

The (single) visible weapon on Bianca was a holstered pistol, a horrendously large affair with the word MURDER very clearly stamped on the grip.

"Can I help you, Agent?" Bianca asked Logan coolly, turning to face him properly.

-looks up-

Me? No. What—

-pauses as Gesicht speaks, having a lightbulb moment-

Oh, you guys mean this. -points to the bandage-

It's nothing. You should see the other guy.

Lobby

Mmh, understandable. Long road trip, was informed. Relieved to see your arrival. Krios Katrakis, by the way, pleasure and an honor. Such a service you all do.

(Krios types a bit on the desk computer and gestures to his side.)

Your rooms are ready, keys over there on the desk beside the rooming list. This would be closest equivalent to guest list, and operative for our situation. FBI bunked some of you together. Hope it is not an inconvenience. Possibly measure to save costs? Would not know.

(Looks to Norman and Audrey, face growing solemn.)

...Mmh. Crime scene immaculate, just as was left three days ago. Police tape marking the scene, flags where the body was... Horrid shame. Poor boy, so young... Wish to see it, before rooming? Very possible, as is interview.

(Smiles at Dirk, trying not to giggle at the... handy little guides.)

Mister Gently and I have some field experience, so, erm... Perhaps if you followed our lead? He's very intuitive, you could learn very much from him! Goodness knows I do.

Lobby-ish Area Near the Back Where the Chunko Fucko is

...OH YES, YOU'RE BOTH HEADED IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION. JUST GO DOWN THIS HALL, AND THERE'S LITTLE LOUNGE AREA. THE MENU'S KIND OF SHRUNK LATELY, I GUESS THEY HAD TO CUT COSTS... BUT THEY SURE DO MAKE A LOT OF REALLY GOOD PANINIS. BEST PANINIS I'VE EVER EATEN.

(Scarfs some more of his candy.)

IF YOU HAVE SOME ROOM AFTER, I DON'T THINK I CAN FINISH ALL THESE RED-HOTS. IT WAS KIND OF A BADLY-INFORMED DECISION TO BUY A BAG THIS BIG. WOULD YOU LIKE THEM?

Ladies Room

Oh honey darling—... do forgive me, and don't panic, but—... my little Wendell, he's running a bit rampant in here. I think he's cranky... I haven't given him his supper yet.

(This woman sounds sweet! and old. but she has a damn critter loose...)

(LOUDER SKITTERING)

Ahh... Just— give me a moment to get my hygienic affairs in order, would you? Oh, Wendell, you little brute, come back to your mama this instant...

Outside

Ah, sorry, just checkin' out your piece there... That looks like somethin' to be reckoned with, eh?

(Is walking towards the building now.)

Other guy?

-he hears the lady and goes pale-

O—oh...

-ambles over to check out the list, nabbing his key-

Darn. I wanted to write in something.