[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=#7E5C65]Robert Adler[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://vignette.wikia.nocookie.net/24wikia/images/9/9f/Morrison.jpg/revision/latest?cb=20070412082437[/img][hr][b] [color=#7E5C65]Location:[/color][/b] Chicago (Grimaldi Books)
[b][color=#7E5C65]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[hr][hr][/center]

Oh great, she was pulling the [i]I'm not like them[/i] card in front of them. Robert raised his brows as he took another slow, long sip of his cup of coffee. Clearly she had an even stronger desire to get the information that Caesar and Keystone had asked to gain access to, but was even more persistant. He looked at Adeliade and Claire as their dialouge continued to write itself like the scene from a law-based tv-show or something, silently judging the two of them. Mostly Claire. 

And then she was off, almost certainly to tell her two employers, Robert assumed they were. Robert gave the same shrug back to Adelaide looking back at her. [color=#7E5C65]"If he's smart about it and accepts that she does the book-worming for him, he shouldn't. Then again he was not the brightest fork in the bookshelf earlier, so what do I know? I just deal in insurance. "[/color] Robert said back, giving a light chuckle at his words as he took another sip from his coffee. He needed a refill soon, drinking at the pace he did. [color=#7E5C65]"Speaking of which, still waiting for that answer on those Greek Underworlds and souvlaki."[/color] He asked, looking down into his cup and back up at Adelaide. [color=#7E5C65]"Please?"[/color]