"What color is pearl blue?" She asked in a confused tone giving him a slight tilt of her head before shaking the notion from her mind. "Either way it wasn't the typical navy blue you see on cars. It was like... electric blue? Lighter than the standard one that comes on trucks and stuff but not the baby powder blue."<br/><br/>The receipt he still held in her hand with the licence plate number crinkled as she closed her fist and put both of her hands on her hips. "Are you going to be skeptical of everything I say? I appreciate the amount of loyalty to your pessimism but if you're just going to question everything I say and threaten me with the Looney bin I'll be on my merry way and I'll solve this by myself."<br/><br/>No, she didn't want to do this alone. She had read plenty of crime novels in her day but she knew it wasn't like real investigations. Having someone who actually knew the craft would be extremely valuable. Not to mention chasing after a murderer was a little bit intimidating.