W didn't want to come too earlier and end up bored, so she purposely arrived at the building just a tad bit late, dressed almost as if she had just come back from some sort of cosplay convention, which is not all that unlikely given her proud self proclaimed status of being an Otaku despite hailing from the United States. She was in a fancy red and black Victorian styled dress of high quality, complete with a corset, either genuine or painstakingly recreated. In her right hand was an umbrella of the same color scheme and style, only for appearance purposes, twirling absentmindedly in her right hand, which was gloved in fancy white lace. Her black heels clicked and clacked as she waltzed nonchalantly past the police woman as if she owned the place, flashing her an ID as she did so. 

At the same time, behind her rushed in H, a dark skinned woman with a much more serious aura about her. She was as equally dressed up as the younger girl but in a far more professional way; a black business suit with a fancy white button down shirt underneath, a red tie, and black dress shoes. She hated being late, giving off the appearing of laziness or an uncaring attitude. Being from London she was at the mercy of her plain flight and the long traffic over here, and unfortunately unexpected delays had cost her. She was, admittedly, not the luckiest of individuals, which could be problematic given her line of work. On the bright side she always managed to pull through on her wits, skill, and determination where luck failed her, as with the case now to allow her to make it as soon as she had. Her long ponytail was disheveled and sweat glistened from her brow, making it evident that she had run at least some of the way, likely for miles, to avoid the heavy traffic of Tokyo. She was certainly in very good shape, breathing only a tad more heavy than normal.

After H gave a brief polite exchange of dialogue with the police woman she was able to catch up swiftly to the high heeled wearing girl in front of her. She was able to glance clearly over her shoulder, being much taller than her, to see from the ID that she was indeed one of the detectives also on the Kira case. This was quite odd to say the least. It was not something that H had come across while working as a police officer in London. Sure they had their share of weird individuals, but none that got to work as a detective, especially in such a high profile case. She must be really smart for her age, in around mid teens if she had to guess. 

W turned her head to briefly glance at the woman following her, as if just now noticing, although that was not very likely the case.

"S-sorry for staring," H stammered, shifting her attention elsewhere.

"I don't mind," W replied with a small smile. That was true. This girl was certainly an attention hog, no doubt about it.

The two didn't exchange any more dialogue before arriving at the meeting room, which was now mostly filled of seats. W had closed her umbrella to fit through the door, so slipped it into her pocket.

"I'm sorry I'm late," H said with a bow, spoken in perfect Japanese because such a statement was an important one to learn, just in case. When she went back into a standing position and surveyed the crowd it quickly became apparent that there were many more odd detectives around like that previous girl. Well, maybe not that odd, but some came close. Especially the youngest one, who she at first mistook as one of their daughters on some bring your daughter to work day until she saw the ID. 

She noticed that like her, all of them simply had letters rather than names. That made sense, given the nature of the criminal they were up against. 

Both W and H took their seats, waiting for the meeting to start. W got out a cherry lollipop and plopped it into her mouth, all the while eyes observing the others intently.