Mari waited for Cheshire's answer, sipping on her cup of coffee. The girl looked pretty relaxed, so far.<br/><br/>"Well, well, well. Within reason. That takes part of the fun away, now doesn't it?", she replied with a smile.<br/><br/>As he leaned closer, she put her cup down. Her eyes swept over his features, with all the attention she could focus. The answer came after a smile.<br/><br/>"Wait. I get it. You're mistaking me for... my sister. We're twins", she stated, still relaxed. "Obviously, you couldn't mistake me for dummy after a five minute conversation."<br/>________________________________<br/>The man Dumas was questioning was the worst possible person for this kind of job. Mainly, because he didn't have a brave bone in his body.<br/><br/>As White suggested that Dumas could just kill him, the man's eyes widened and he lost every last bit of color on his face.<br/><br/>"No! D-don't... don't kill me. Just... what... my phone. You can have it. But don't kill me. It's in my pocket."