Cheshire's hologram sighed at Mari's question.<br/><br/>"It wasn't easy to decide how to do it, but it needed to be done," he explained. "I found out that White's father was going to confront White a few weeks from now at his apartment. He was buying the place and was going to force him to move again. I figured that White could use a home court advantage, and his father could use a little more surprise on his side of the surprise meeting."<br/><br/>Then the hologram grinned it's wicked grin.<br/><br/>"And besides, how often do you get to see someone that famous and rich get yelled at like that?"<br/><br/>At the corner, Cheshire mostly asked to make sure he was right.<br/><br/>"I just wanted to ask, and I get if you don't want to answer," he said, "but the only thing I didn't find out was what you said about your sister. I know you have a brother somewhere according to state records, but not a sister."<br/><br/>White gave a half smile and a small cringe at the question.<br/><br/>"Yeah, she's an amazing person," White said. "She's my older sister, and basically took care of me after my mother died. She is probably the kindest, most loving person I've ever gotten to meet, and she gets along with almost everyone she sees. The only problem her and my dad ever had was she was born as a guy."<br/><br/>Cheshire winced and understood a little more. For someone as high-profile as Mr. Radcliff, having a trans-gendered child would probably be as embarrassing as having one of his family convicted of murder.<br/><br/>"Sorry White," Cheshire said, "That was a little..."<br/><br/>"No, it's fine," he said. "She's pretty open about that sort of thing and always made it a point to have others open about it as well."<br/><br/>There was an awkward pause before White cut in again.<br/><br/>"Chesh, I am slightly angry at you for doing this," White said seriously, scowling only mildly compared to his earlier outburst. "Because part of me wishes I would have confronted him by myself, and another part is mad that you shuffled through my life like that..." he paused, his face softening, "but most of me is glad that it's over, and you helped me with that. I'm pretty sure he was going to do this himself eventually, and this way he was just as surprised as I was, which helped I think. So thank you." White gave the kind of sad smile someone would give after a night without sleep or a marathon. Before Cheshire could say anything else however, the unthinkable happened. Dumas came out of his box.<br/><br/>The apology was just like Dumas, gruff and a little off the mark, but it was honest. White sighed tiredly.<br/><br/>"Please don't use 'William,' Dumas, only HE uses that," White said tiredly, "And apology accepted. I realize that I'm not exactly the nicest person to be around either. At least now you know why I wanted to keep those groceries. A DJ's salary is nicer then some, but it's not enough to stave off my father's efforts to own me AND pay for everything I need." He sighed again, realizing that he might be sighing too much and only getting more tired for it. He looked down at his nice suit and fingered the lapel.<br/><br/>"Maybe I should change my wardrobe to something a little less expensive to clean." he mused aloud.