<div style="text-align: justify;">"Oh, well... You look like you need a cup of coffee. Suit yourself", the officer replied. She poured a cup for herself and sweetened it, before moving back to the desk and sitting down. Taking a long sip, the young woman sighed, murmuring something like 'delicious'. <br/><br/>The officer raised an eyebrow when Azriel said he would hold her to her word. A smile showed on her face when he said 'from one honest person to another'. "Nothing but honesty in this room", she replied, a subtle irony intonation in her voice. <br/><br/>With another smile, the officer sat back and relaxed. "You look like a school kid about to take a test. Relax. I said I will not arrest you, and I will not". Sipping the coffee, the officer stopped the banter. It was a subtle change in her posture and intonation, but she was all business now.<br/><br/>"I'm not interested in you, right now. I'm interested in your friends. Or whatever you happen to call them", she stated. "Some of my people are being harmed around here, and I don't like that". Before he could even say anything, the officer raised her hand. "I don't think you have anything to do with this. You don't strike me as the violent kind". <br/><br/>She was being honest. She knew full well who represented physical danger for the officers and who didn't. And she knew Azriel wasn't dangerous in that way. "When they come to their senses, they are stripped of their weapons and id. Which means someone around here is dealing in those. Well, now I ask my questions, and I want the answers. Three answers, and you're out of here".<br/><br/>The officer paused, as to let her words sink in. "Are you dealing in either weapons or ids? If not, do you know who is? If you don't, do you think you can find out?".</div>