Greeted by the stranger, an odd looking fellow with shagged looking white hair and a somewhat frightful appearance and a younger fellow "
Mhm, indeed it is..." replying to the older gentleman Benedict's tone sounded anything but convinced by the man's words, pushing his spectacles up the bridge of his nose he continued "
This 'pony-something' is your pet, yes?" he asked the pets owner while examining the peculiar little creature, one could call it cute yet he cared little for such frivolities thus he followed his questioning with a brisk turn of the heel.
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My being here is irrelevant to the reason you are here, it concerns the public and it's security sir." he said rather sternly, Benedict noted the man dressed much like a soldier or a man-at-arms unlike the casual wear his companion wore "
You wouldn't be one of the group last seen entering the back would you?" the monotone of his voice a timbre lower, hearing a voice call from outside but not acting as though he heard it as the door closed behind the G-Men that flanked his side.
It was obviously a diversion, not a very well-planned one at that however it wasn't conclusive of anything regarding his investigation but something told him these people, whoever they were could be associated with the case "
And the shopkeeper? Where would they be?" Benedict said placing a hand upon the tip of his cane, leaning on it with furrowed brow "
Is the owner in the back? I should like to speak with them if so." then with a faint and barely discernible expression Benedict arched his eyebrow and added "
I assume you have another excuse ready? Or are you content to tell me who you people really are and what you are doing here?"