[right][h3]The Fed Zone[/h3]10:55 am, Saturday
November 6th
[sub][@Rabidporcupine] & [@Zoro][/sub][/right][indent][h3]D.[/h3][/indent]


[indent][quote][color=gray]"No miss, please. Don't encourage him. He looks like an idiot, and even though he's made his way firmly on to my shitlist, I'd just feel bad if I let him keep going with it."[/color][/quote][/indent]
D looked down at her case, then to the man at the counter and then back to the man with the Google Glasses, now realizing that she had most definitely interrupted a conversation that did not desire interruption. She took a small step backwards, trying to find the caution sign in their body language as she flexed her wrist to pull her case slight away, as well. 

[color=silver]"Hey, kid. Chill. Out. I never said any of them weren't worth looking for, it's just standard design and advertising principles that you simplify things. But since you obviously care so much more about this than me, maybe you should be on the missing persons poster committee. Meeting starts at 2 pm, in the Oak Conference Room at town hall."[/color] Mr. Hotshot paused for a bit, looking her up and down before continuing, [color=silver]"I got them on eBay,"[/color] Mr. Hotshot spoke without making any inclination that there was negative commentary was being slung at him. It was admirable. [color=silver]"Google stopped making them and they're a bit obsolete, but they have their uses. I hear they'll be relaunching Glass sometime soon though, might want to wait until the new version comes out. Or try a different brand."[/color]

[color=gray]"Oh yeah?"[/color] D pushed her spare hand into her pocket. Her fingers fiddled with her mobile, deciding whether to pull it out or not.  She decided against it and let her hand rest, hidden for a bit. She narrowed her eyes as she did this, inspecting his glasses and then his face, [color=gray]"What do you use yours for?"[/color] She quickly turned her attention to Jeremy. He seemed pretty annoyed and maybe even offended, which means he probably meant he didn't know anything too terribly important about what was happening in the town. Although, she'd keep him as a local to use if no one else made themselves available. D shrugged her shoulders at him and gave the hotshot her full attention, again. The manager would be coming soon, and she wanted a little bit more information from this guy before resuming her way. She was getting hungry, after all, but she would be keeping an eye on him.