As they finally left the Tokyo Police HQ 'G' gave a quick glance over at his translator and asked him in English to try and be open with the others, "Do you know of any nearby restaurants that would maybe sell coffee Mr.Leonardo? Me and my fellow colleagues would greatly appreciate the help." The man smiled and pulled out a small brochure from his back pocket. 'G' quickly looked over it and notice there was a highly recommended restaurant nearby, and started to walk over.

When they finally arrived the restaurant looked fairly ordinary, other than it looking slightly more American over anything else. He walked in and sat down quietly watching the others patiently as they followed. "So what are you current thoughts on the Kira case? Suspects? Motives? I feel it is best to be as-" He was suddenly cut off by the waitress asking them for their orders. "I would like some coffee," he replied in Japaneses slightly irritated by the women interrupting his train of thought.