Lily was elbows deep in charcoal dust, working on her latest art project in the studio. Her veins were buzzing with caffeinated fuel as she added strokes to the dark piece inspired by one of her favorite movies, Brandon Lee's "The Crow". An eerie silence had fallen over the studio since Maria's death a few days ago, but Lily didn't really mind the peace and quiet to work in. The vibration of her cell phone on the metal desk cause Lily to startle, thankfully she didn't mess up her drawing. Lily didn't recognized the number on the screen, but decided to answer it anyway... could be an interested customer.

A new drug deal, this was not. Nervous sweat gathered on Lily's brow when she realized she was talking to the cops, that wasn't really the best scenario for a person with her extra-curricular activities. The detectives wanted to know about her relationship with Maria and, although she was nervous about talking to the blues, she didn't want to seem guilty of murder, so she agreed to meet with them in a half hour at the Urban Grind. After hanging up the phone, Lily cleaned up and put her supplies in her assigned locker. She shut off the lights and grabbed her messenger bag before heading out to wait for the next bus downtown to the coffee shop.

During the whole bus ride, Lily tried to calm herself by listening to her iPod, but her jittering fingers and bouncing right leg betrayed her acting skills. It's not like the detectives were suspicious of her being a dealer, she hoped, she would just answer their questions about Maria as honestly as possible. Well, maybe she would admit to smoking pot and dropping acid at parties with her, not being the one who sold it to her. Could they arrest her for saying that she did it, it's not like she was currently in possession of any drugs, so she didn't think so. She hoped not. The bus came to a halt and Lily did her best to shake off the nerves as she walked into the Urban Grind and wrapped her iPod cord up and put it back in her bag.

Lily guessed that the table with two brooding men who looked about 30 years too old to be there were Detectives Nash and Westhuizen. It looked like they had been kind enough to buy a third cup of coffee for her, a nice enough gesture, given the situation. The detectives asked her a series of questions about Maria and their relationship, so Lily did her best to answer: 

"Maria was an odd one, not to disrespect the dead or anything... but she kinda had two personalities, ya know? She was one of those trust fund babies who went to college because mommy and daddy paid for it, along with her nice car, and her fancy clothes. In high school I'm guessing she was the cheerleader captain that all of the jocks chased after, but couldn't touch, at least she wouldn't tell people if they did. Here at the University though, things are a little different, people show their true colors here. She is still in one of those pretentious goody two-shoes majors like journalism or communications studies, something like that. She gets good grades and all... but she knows how to party. Well, she [i]knew[/i] how to party, I guess... That's actually the only reason I knew her. It's college, and we students like to party, everyone knows it. Maria though? That girl couldn't handle her alcohol well, she could end up mostly naked buy the end of the night - not that most people minded, she had a body that was nice to look at. We also may or may not have exchanged recreational party enhancers, if you catch my drift... so, it wouldn't really be in my benefit to have her disappear, our relationship was professionally mutual. As for the last time I saw Maria alive, it was a Saturday night party on 5th Avenue in the frat house, so that was about three nights ago. The party was a good time, and I think she left with one of the local trouble makers. He goes by many names, but I think his real one is Cooper Harley. I hope that helps."