Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-933831-20160510024004/@comment-27702078-20170116064620

Roelof's sitting on the stool, having a small breakfast, eggs, bacon, and toasts with a side of coffee and reading the daily newspaper with his hat on the counter next to him. Pondering what to do next, having to use up all opitions he had, he might as well to go on the tour just for the hell of it. But out from the corner of his eyes, he caught a couple of police officers attempting to be discrete going upstairs. He saw they were helped by the coffee girl who is obviously, shaken by something.

''Something smells fishy, and it's not morning fish special. Officers trying to keep the low-down while investigating? Maybe not to start a panic with so many people around, but with word about the Sword and a possible crime, too concidental. That poor girl.....what's her name again...... is not even trying to hide it. Hrmm''

He called for extra coffee as a way to get the girl over, as she came over with a fresh pot of coffee. Roelof asked: "People will eventually be asking why you're making that face. Let's hope it has nothing to do with those two officers trying terribly to going upstairs quietly. But it's unlikely. Maybe the police might want some extra help, even if they don't want nor know it. If you have the strength, help me to help them. Ms...?"