Outside of 77 Godiva Street; Tuesday [07/21].

[died8yearsago]

Yesterday, Rosa had oh-so-handwavily had people from some sign company come and do the window for the new office, and she figured she might as well swing by the place and see how everything was looking now that she had more than enough time for it and should probably get around to finalizing all the reconstruction and finally get moved in and the business started.

It didn't take her more than three second after arrival before she was on the phone.

"Yeah, there was a reason I explicitely said to do the whole word, no abbreviations."

And then turned around to glare at that nice smoked glass window with the crisp, clean, noir-style lettering on it that proclaimed the new business to anyone passing by:

DIAZ & ASS.
Private Investigators

Considering who was moving in with her, the sign wasn't necessarily wrong, but...

[[ you know who you are and I love you. Also, it's open ]]

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[betterthanaplan]

"Glad to be of service," Duke said cheerfully. "How much you pay for that paint job? So I know who not to call if I want to update Luke's."

[died8yearsago]

"If you don't plan on calling them," said Rosa, "then why would it matter how much it cost? Also, don't close that door too quickly. There's a lot to be said about a little truth in advertising. Maybe I can get them to cut you a deal."

[betterthanaplan]

"Not really planning to add any . . . associations? Assassins? To the diner name. And mostly I'm just looking to laugh at how much you paid for your own truth in advertising."

[died8yearsago]

"You don't even know how much I paid," Rosa pointed out. "For all you know, it could have just been five Bells."

It had not been just five Bells.

"But it doesn't matter anyway, because they screwed it up, and so now I'm not paying anything, if they know what's good for them."

And if she ever got off hold.

Or maybe she'd keep it. It didn't seem like the worst marketing strategy in the world to remind everyone that her Tightpants nickname for Miguel was seeped in irony for how applicable it could be to her as well...

[betterthanaplan]

"Give 'em hell, Diaz. It's what you're best at."

[died8yearsago]

Rosa narrowed her eyes at Duke, a look that suggested that he was in absolutely no position to know, much less speculate, on anything she may or may not be the best at, and just let it linger for a moment until the sign company seemed to finally remember that they had a call on the line and picked back up, which meant Rosa launched back into her stern appeal, that we very clearly on its way to escalating to threats.

"Yes, that's right, the contract that you signed that clearly stated..."

And as she did, she brushed past Duke for the door, because the night thing about being there right in front of her new property was that there was a door and she could go through it, and then she would be inside where he wasn't.

Look at that. What a problem solver.

[betterthanaplan]

Duke watched her go with an amused look on his face. It was a sort of power, really, being able to drive people away from wherever he happened to be.

"See you around, Diaz."

He took another photo of the door, this time with her right by it. Just, you know, for posterity.