He gave her a brief nod, knowing that he could locate her parents in most ways, though from the way she spoke about them, she seemed a bit distant about the topic of her parents. He continued to eat his sandwich, looking as the waitress brought over a water. Then she asked him the same, though the bit about the cat made him chuckle a bit. [color=39b54a]My Mother in Munich would be good. Other than that, there's no one too special out there for me.[/color] He said plainly, before drinking the rest of his beverage. The sandwich was good, though he'd had it many other times in the past, so the taste was the same nearly every time. 

He dug into his pocket and laid the exact amount with a bit of change for a tip and left it at the edge of the table for the waitress. He then and started to scoot out of the booth. [color=39b54a]Well, now that's all ironed out. We'll head back to the office to read down some of this file. Though if you're wanting to see any other parts of London, I'd be happy to show you around.[/color]

[color=f7976a]"I bet she whores whenever she's not workin 'ere. how 'bout it? I'll knob ya nice and quick and you'll get yer tip.[/color] One of the rowdy men said rather loudly. Alden looked over to the man, he was from north London, and judging by his voice he was fairly drunk. The waitress looked at them beet red in the face, she only glanced over to see Alden was walking over. [color=39b54a]"Pardon me what is this I hear? Some drunk fuck that wishes to have his teeth bashed in?[/color] Alden said, laying into the practiced British accent. He could sound more German, but he wanted to keep the man from calling him a jerry. [color=f7976a]How a'bout you fuck off and I'll take this whore over here.[/color] He said spitting at Alden's brogue shoes. It was in the moment he did that, Alden gave him one final warning, only this time he withdrew the badge revealing he was in fact an inspector and detective for London and the Crown. [color=39b54a]Leave this establishment now before I write you a fine... Or worse.[/color] Alden said, making his previous threats of violence a bit more obscure. The drunk simply laughed. [color=f7976a]"Oh mister inspector, what ever will I do? How 'bout I teach you not to fuck with me![/color] The man spat as he withdrew a brass knuckle. But the problem was, he was drunk and was trying to rise out of a booth and hit a Detective standing a meter and a half away. Alden kicked the man back into the booth and withdrew his pistol. [color=39b54a]Alright charlie boy, you could've kept your fucking mouth shut and listened. Now I'm taking you in and giving you a nice large fine. [/color]The pistol was aimed for the mans head, and it was more imposing for the thing had meat and a longer barrel than what most were used to. Upon seeing the pistol, the drunk let the brass knuckle down with a clatter to the floor. [color=f7976a]Fun fun, to go to the brig, but don't you worry ms waitress. I'll be comin' back for that juicy rump of yers.[/color] Alden struck him across the face with the longer barrel only a moment later before grabbing his shirt collar as he dragged him out of the booth onto the floor to arrest the man. [color=39b54a]"Really need to know when to shut the fuck up..."[/color] Alden said as he secured the man's hands behind his back and holstered his pistol. [color=39b54a]Here, this will cover for today, please have a good day Ma'am.[/color] Alden said giving her bit more directly as a tip, but to also apologize for the problems.

Taking no more time, he hauled the man to his feet and started walking out of the Diner. Assuming Elsa was following shortly behind.