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After Lacey's strange appearance and abrupt departure, Emerson turned back to Tanya with a rye smile. "Where were we?" he asked.

Tanya stared as Lacey walked away from them. She cocked her head to the side, noticing her stop to talk to that mysterious, dark man whom she thought looked so familiar. The woman, Scarlett as she could recall and whom Emerson had spoken to a while ago, was seated next to the man. Tanya, deep in thought, jumped slightly when Emerson had spoken to her. "I...can't remember. But Mr. Chandler, do you know who that strange man is? The one over there in the corner. The man in the dark trench coat?" Tanya scrunched up her nose again.

The man sat quietly for a moment not to fond of the new situation he was in. He knew full well why they were suddenly paying attention to him, however not 10 minutes sooner chances are, he would have been a face in the crowd. Reluctant in wanting to reveal anything about himself he simply responded, "I don't believe I look strangely familiar to you" He said with ease in a soft tone. "I believe I just look like the most suspicious person in the area, and in order to engage in some kind of comfort level to help you cope with the idea that someone is dead you decide to immediately to figure out who I am and why I'm here." he said in the same tone. He cocked a half grin through his shaded face, "Simply speaking, I'm only familiar to you because you want me to be a familiar face."

"Ah at least now we are more straight forward with our desires." He said simply while leaning back in his chair slightly. "I'll tell you my name if I find the reason a good enough one to actually do so." He said with ease.

He smirked slightly, he was amused by the girl ever so slightly. "Well you do have a point. I am the most suspicious looking person here, however just because I look the part doesn't mean I play the role. After all you could very well be the person we should be paying attention too." He said almost throwing it back in her face in the same soft voice as before.

"because with the right amount of will anyone can do anything." he said quickly. He was growing irritated because he had no more tea left. Considering the waitress was a little busy crying, he couldn't get another cup for a while without breaking some rules. This girl, she was something else. Quick witted, always a great asset to have.

"By all means, give it your best shot." He said only to egg her on. He was curious as to how she was going to do this.

"It is rather stupid though, don't you think? A man deciding to dress all mysterious and suspicious at the scene of a crime. No one could really tell if he's the murderer or not." Tanya strained her eyes to see the man's face more clearly. "He really does look like someone I've known, or someone I've seen before. I don't know...He looks so familar." This was bothering her even more. You know when, you see someone or hear something or smell something, and you see it again, but you can't remember where you've seen it, or what it is? And you just have to remember it? You just have to recall because you've become so bothered by it? Yes. That it was Tanya was experiencing at that moment.