[center][hr][hr][img]https://image.ibb.co/hHTZ3p/pro.gif[/img][hr][color=536d78][b]Date:[/b][/color] Monday May 23rd, 2017[hr][/center]
[color=536d78][b]Road To Grimm:[/b][/color] "Ahh but I'm a cop so I have a permanent man card, so [i]vroom vroom[/i]," Roy said with a bit of a chuckle. He turned his eyes to the road and did his best to keep them there. Last thing he needed right then was to get them into a wreck but he was listening to what she was saying. 

	"I'm more interested in [i]what [/i]she lied about than why," Roy admitted. Sure, knowing why someone did something helped a lot of the time in cases. You had to set up a motive so you could prosecute people but Natasha was dead so he wasn't as concerned with the why as the what right then. "Okay, let's think on this. We got a long drive ahead of us. If she lied about something, we need to figure out what. What did she tell you - exactly - about the murders. Check your notes," he said as he kept driving. 

[color=536d78][b]Grimaldi Books:[/b][/color] Claire snorted a bit and shook her head. "If everyone thought like they we'd all be fucked," she said but nodded as he said he was being paged. She watched for a minute and then figured she would stroll in and check out just what was going on. They didn't need a baby sitter for the car. If that had been the case they would have told her to watch it when the arrived. Stepping inside she watched as Adelaide picked up the papers and shoved them back under the counter. 

	"You are very right. I could tell you anything, thing is even constructing a lie takes time and it takes far more time and effort to construct a lie than give the truth. Lies you have to keep up with, you have to remember exactly what you lied about. It's like studying for a test and every moment after that lie is a final exam you pray you pass. The truth is easy, you never have to remember it. It just is," she said to his whole wordy uppity speech. "You know what, you can take you money and get out. And you can kick your own ass later for not getting answers because of your mouth," Adelaide stated flatly. "You can't get everything you want, even if you are willing to pay, by being this way." Fixing her wrap she stepped out from behind the counter and went over to Robert. 

	Claires eyes got a bit wide but she let out a huff and walked over to the woman. "Hey, can we talk?" she asked in her thick Boston accent with a smile on her face. 	

[color=536d78][b]Grimm, Indiana - Ramada Inn:[/b][/color] Bob looked up and listened to Riley before his eyes went to Priya. He looked at her confused for a minute before looking back down at his paper and smiling. "Ah-ha! Yes! That's right! Thank you!" he exclaimed before scribbling it in the boxes and sliding the paper aside and laying the pen on top of it. "Been stuck on that one for three hours," he admitted before taking his glasses off and putting them in his pocket folded up. 

	"Oh right, yeah, Tim came in a little while ago," he said looking around the counter for a minute. "I have everything..." he said as he kept looking. "Oh here we are," he finally said after another minute or two and pulled out a folder with a set of keys in it and a small stack of paper work. "Um, have drivers licenses? Just need to take a photocopy of them and get your signatures here and here," he said as he pointed on the papers. "Did you want the optional insurance coverage?"