Mr. Red looked down at her with a quizzical expression. His hands moving to cross his back he stopped studying her and summoned up a connectable expression. So, he just smiled at her softly. Backing up one step he then moved forward to pass her. His foot steps seemed to echo as he got to his desk. Pulled out his desk chair. Then sat in it. As simple as one to three he leaned forward and folded his hands together over the desk. "Before I answer I just wanted to say I agree with the fact you do not know me well enough to just call me Red, but it is simply a nickname as well as my last name, as in, not my first name... I highly doubt I will ever tell you my first name, Ms?... oh, I am so sorry, what is your name again?" He sat back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. " Ah yes!" he exclaimed. pinning in his desk chair in a playful gesture. "Your name is Ms. Naomi, or at least your first name is Naomi." He said as he spun to a stop. Once again looking at her.<br/><br/>He stood up sharply. His chair rolling back to nudge the wall without much force. "Secondly!" he shouted a bit dramatically all the while with fumbling and none realistic hand gestures. Then, he let his hand fall to his sides. He walked over to her. "Do you really believe that you are a closed book? because you are a book that is open I am afraid" he murmured. "That is one of the many differences between you and me, along with the fact you are an open book I am good at telling what people are thinking and through how they act the reasoning behind there choices, I could walk out there-" e emphasized what he said with a gesture for the door. "-I could walk out there and spot someone who is going to kill someone else!" he leaned forward and put his lips by her ear "Just because I can put two and two together that easily, or... well, in my case one and one, I am just that good...." he whispered in her ear. Raising his head he narrowed his eyes. "Do you doubt what I say?" he asked.