[hr][hr][h1][b][i][center][color=00a99d]Scott Rydzynski[/color][/center][/i][/b][/h1][center][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/66ca263a174d20e9b4de884f84c9ee25/tumblr_ntu7xcs6s61qhbroxo2_500.gif[/img][hr][b][color=00a99d]Location:[/color][/b] A Pastry Shop - Seattle, Washington 
[b][color=00a99d]Interacting With:[/color][/b] Gideon, Jace, Janelle, and Isley[/center][hr][hr]	[color=00a99d]"Now, I'm no damn scientist - hell, I'm actually an engineer if you'd believe it - but this type of thing doesn't just [i]happen[/i],"[/color] Scott pointed out. As his coffee was delivered to him, he called the server dollface before taking a sip of it and making a face. He really did miss Irish coffee and he'd had one within the last twenty four hours anyways. If he wasn't poisoning his body with alcohol, what was the point, really? [color=00a99d]"But also - why us? And do we have to go track down her murderer, because sweethearts, I ain't doing that for free,"[/color] Scott scoffed. 

	Besides, he knew better than to go into work as a private investigator. Jade was easily the best in the business that he knew and he liked having the occasional hook up with her. If he started trying to steal her cases - or even just heading into the same exact profession - he doubted that that would last much longer. Besides, he wasn't a good person. He did what he had to do in order to get paid. Sure, sometimes people might think of him as a hero - but he had too much blood on his hands for that.