[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=orangered]Caesar Gonzalez[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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	Caesar accepted the scornful remark from Cecily's friend in Law Enforcement gravely. He understood the position from where the man was speaking, and thusly responded with a little more grace than he ordinarily dispensed in similar situations. 

[color=orangered]"Si, si. Yo se, hura. You're no errand boy. This is why I appreciate your effort. Gracias."[/color] He extended a hand to the man, unsure as to whether they had met previously. [color=orangered]"Caesar Gonzalez."[/color] he said as a means of simple introduction. Caesar would have wagered money that they hadn't met, yet the younger man seemed curious as to the identity of Dr. Brinne, and not himself. Perhaps it was a bit of a slip - if the grizzled Mexican were under investigation or watch of some kind by the authorities (that possibility wouldn't have surprised him in the least), then the man's overt curiosity about him wouldn't be as noticeable. Certain questions would have already been answered. At any rate, if someone gets your vehicle back from a general area in which someone tried to insert rapidly bullets into your physiology, you shake their hand. 

	Then Cecily's remark about Lone Macho Crap struck a chord. It did seem rather action movie stereotypical, if he was being honest with himself. Different time, he would have laughed about it. [color=orangered]"You want to come have a drink with an old man, after taking a bullet? Be my guest. Maybe it's why they call them [i]shots[/i]. I think you would stand out in this place. Maybe stand out more than me. Anyway, I'm just going to ask a few questions. Shake some more trees, see what falls out."[/color]

	Caesar wasn't headed there immediately, anyway. He had to divest himself of some of the new hardware he had picked up, and wasn't 100% about his apartment. Not with the revelation that it apparently had previously unknown storm drain access, and people were using it enough to make a map. After a few minutes, maybe it was best to stop by his company's offices at Queensguard R&D; drop stuff off, check in on business personally.