[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff][b][i]Cecily Ashworth[/i][/b][/color][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/9F58z5NN/original.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=00ccff]Location:[/color][/b] Flight UA 2199 Gate
[b][color=00ccff]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Cecily glanced at Gavin, not sure if she should laugh or not. While he was speaking English - that was true - he was using different turns of phrases and expressions - an entirely new dialect. It would be like arguing that Gavin was speaking the same thing as the Queen's English - and Cecily doubted that if Gavin were to encounter an upper crust Brit (her thoughts flickered to her cousin) that they would be able to understand each other properly. 

	And as luck would have it, as Lincoln opened his mouth a British accent came out. Cecily shook his hand, her grip fairly decent despite her nerves. [color=00ccff]"...I'm a coroner from Justice, cops kind of just tend to flock to me..."[/color] Cecily explained. [color=00ccff]"...Roy's kinda like a big brother to me, he was in the area already when I told him I was flying in...And I think Gavin just is acting on Texan manners."[/color] She didn't want to reveal that Gavin was there as a favor to a friend. She didn't know how much Lincoln could be trusted. She wanted to trust him - but she was scared. 

	[color=00ccff]"...Is there somewhere private we can talk? A restaurant maybe?"[/color] Private but not too private.