[center][h2][color=yellow]Alexander Flores[/color][/h2]
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[hr]Location: Outside Cedar Ash Inn
[@Caits] [i]Myra Flores[/i][hr]

The longer Alexander drove the more anxious he was getting, hands tight around the steering wheel as he drew closer to Callie's Inn. Before he arrived Alex slowed and spotted his mothers car parked far enough away that it wouldn't draw suspicion. Alexander pulled into the lot and took the spot next to her car, pausing briefly before he exited the vehicle. Not too far off was the woman sitting against a small tree. That was Myra all right, cautious and calculating and putting her skills to work. Whereas Alex wanted to charge in and get answers, but he also knew that causing a scene would do more harm than good. If his mother wasn't here he would have either stayed away or done just that. But she [i]was [/i]here, which meant he had more options.

Alex took a deep breath before grabbing the coffee cup from the cup holder and stepping out of the Nissan SUV. Afterwards he'd saunter over closer to the Inn along the sidewalk before stepping off onto the grassy area, heading towards the tree. While his mothers back was to him he suspected she'd heard his footsteps by now, and he only stopped when he came to stand beside her. Peering at the Inn for a moment before leaning down slightly with an extended left arm holding the coffee for her to take. [color=yellow]"What's a stake-out without coffee huh?"[/color] He'd offer a small smirk of a smile along with it and once she'd taken it from his hand Alex would take a step back and crouch to sit down against the side of the same tree with his arms resting on his knees.

He'd stopped by one of the local places on the way to grab her a cup, having assumed beforehand that she hadn't tried to make contact, Alex himself didn't like the stuff in the least and never would. He was here now though and it was surreal to think that his sister and former best friend were inside the building across the area. The man would raise an arm up and back to reach over at the sleeping puppy in Myra's arms, one finger gently scratching behind one of his ears for a brief moment so as not to wake him. [color=yellow]"So, what's the plan?"[/color] He'd ask, arm retracting to his side whilst his gaze went towards the building. For the moment Alexander wasn't the man who wanted to react to what was going on but the son looking to his mother for some sense of an idea on how to handle this situation without making things worse. [color=yellow]"I mean, give the word and I'll go in there and drag her home kicking and screaming."[/color] There was a small smirk of a grin when he looked to see his mothers reaction to the sarcasm and expecting a scowl or a hint of scolding. Though it was true that if Myra gave him the go-ahead he'd probably at least attempt it.[/center]