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[h1][b][i][color=39b54a][center]Felix Hausten[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]

[center]Location: The Block [/center]

Well wasn't this going smooth. Internally, he cursed as he listened to the cop, watching his fingers rub together as a direct indication that he would have to pay up. There went the idea he was gonna get information for free. He wrinkled his nose and reached into his pocket, fishing around for his wallet. Was this really wise? There were so many cops roaming around freely, probably some journalists observing the coversation between the two as well. This seemed to be the only method, so here went nothing. Within his wallet he counted up his money and rolled his eyes.

Maybe buying so much from customs was a bad idea. He looked around and back to the cop, taking out $20 and looking at it in his hand like it was mesmerising him. It seemed he'd really have to be smooth and kind to the cop. Back in berlin, cops and himself didn't get on so well, maybe this police station would get on better with Felix than he had hoped. He slipped the 20 to the man and smirked a little, slight cockiness and sincerity on his face.

[color=39b54a]"Hope your girl enjoys roller derby, never been a fan myself, too much sliding and bashing. Now I'm hoping my small donation can be of help y'know? Always good to watch roller derby, it's an interesting sport if I'm not partaking"[/color]