[center][h3][color=00aeef]Matt[/color]&[color=39b54a]Liam[/color][/h3][/center]

	Matt merely shrugged as the younger male spoke, choosing not to confront or argue with the man. It wasn't worth anyone's time, especially with the current situation. It wasn't long after then the door rung out again, the blonde male from before known as Liam stepping through as he took his place beside Matt. His face bore a subtle layer of sweat, which he quickly brushed off before rolling his shoulders as heaving a heavy sigh.

	"[color=00aeef]Anyone see you?[/color]" Matt quized, closing his eyes as he lounged against the doorway.

	Liam shook his head in response, "[color=39b54a]No, no one that I could see anyways. I wouldn't be surprised if the bastard was staking out the scene though.[/color]" Liam glanced out past the front glass to the streets before the cafe, "[color=39b54a]The sooner we get back to your place, the better. It's safe to assume that if he did see me, he'll be following.[/color]"

	Matt clicked his tongue, opening his eyes slightly, "[color=00aeef]What a pain in the ass...[/color]" Liam nodded in agreement, "[color=00aeef]So, what do you think?[/color]" He looked forward into the cafe, his gaze flickering between those still in the room.

	Liam fell silent for a moment, his gaze falling upon the suspected champions and the sudden frost growing from the restroom area. Pushing himself off of the frame, he'd extend an open hand to Matt, "[color=39b54a]Still have those business cards?[/color]"

	Matt blinked for a second, nodding as he reached inside his coat. Pulling out a stack of white and red cardboard slips, he'd place the pile in his partners hands before turning and leaving the store, "[color=00aeef]I guess I should be preparing. After your done with your testimony, if anyone asks about me, tell them I ran after the man who did it and you haven't seen me since.[/color]"

	Liam couldn't help but smirk as his partner departed, "[color=39b54a]Right, Vox.[/color]" As the darker haired male departed with another blink, Liam stepped forward into the cafe. Taking a moment, he'd begin passing out the business cards to the suspected individuals -intentionally face down- as he leaned forward and patted them on the shoulder while whispering, "[color=39b54a]Check it later. We'll be waiting.[/color]" After everything was handed out, he'd intentionally place himself outside the door, drawing out his cigarette box and withdrawing a cylinder. Light up with a heavy drag, he'd sigh as he propped against the outer door frame.

[@Kiroue][@DFA][@Card Captor][@Ambra][@Zelosse][@Eklispe]