James looked at the two men, and there badges. He then looked at the chawing gum, with his sunglasses and everything. He rolled his eyes "does it really look like I want to listen to that? I mean I work in a record store *sigh* listen im not sure what you guys want, but can we do it out in front? I'm the only one who works here beside the cameras and the guy who owns the place, so it would look bad if everything got stolen." He huffed a bit, he was now wondering why they would be here. The he realized why<br/><br/>James looked at the half fox guy "he is dead isn't he?" James asked, the old man had no family. His wife died years ago, they had a few kids. But they were all over the world, a few weeks ago the old man said he put it in his will that James would get everything. His kids wanted nothing todo with what he had, but the old man could tell James liked the place. So he would get it. Shit, there going to think it was me if they have looked at his will. He thought to him self, he then stepped back from the door. "Come on in, but if the rookie wants to come in. He better take of those stupid sunglasses before I take them and break them."