<div class="floatleft">(http://i1056.photobucket.com/albums/t372/Macross84/John%20smith_zpsrs16t7xg.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>John Smith<br/><strong>Occupation:</strong>Inspector<br/><strong>Time:</strong>Sept. 16, Morning.<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Mara(m), Liliana (M), Rui(m),  Open<br/><br/>------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>After his encounter with the Half-Angel, Liliana, Inspector Smith would continue his inspection uninterrupted as he moved from the Bar to the last part of the establishment, the hotel. Any member of the Fae council would have been singing Mr. Galagous's praises along with his benefactor. On the surface it would appear that the Cafe was a perfect local for Fae to take refugee from the demands of living in a Human world. However, the Bureau look beyond the Surface. Deep into the nooks, and crannies where most did not look. The depths of the darkest shadows that would have sapped the courage from even the bravest of warriors.<br/><br/>As the sun began to set upon the first day of the Cafe, John's inspection has turned up very positive results. Allowing an impression that this establishment will do quite well. So long as it is managed correctly. Yet, only time and Observation would reveal if that is to be the case.<br/><br/>With his prelimiarly investigation completed, Inspector Smith would quietly depart the Cafe to return to his home to rest. Tomorrow being another day.<br/><br/><div align="center">----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/></div><div class="floatright">(http://auto-database.com/image/pictures-of-ford-crown-victoria-17499.jpg)</div>Dawn would break over the city as Inspector Smith awoken to start his day. Taking a shower, shaving and brushing his teeth. He took his time to ensure that he conformed to Bureau Appearance Standards before pulling his suit from the closet and a fresh tie from his drawer before getting dressed.<br/><br/>Departing his home, he would get into his car and make his way across town towards the Cafe. Its observation has become his primary objective and all other menial duties, and tasks he would have been expected to accomplish were shifted to a younger, newer inspector to take care of so he can learn the ins, and outs of his job. The rich black sedan rolled along the street, pretty much going unnoticed by any, and all, as its design. the soft rumble of the engine belied the fact that the car was far more than what it appeared.<br/><br/>John took a similar route to the Cafe as he did the previous day. The Car slowly coasting around the corner as he approached the location. His eyes already scanning for any sign of pending incursions. However from the outside, all appeared as it should. John would take a slow lap around the block as he observed the people, and how they reacted with the presence of the Cafe in their vicinity. A concentration of Fae in one place has been seen to have an effect on the location. Changing the way the people act, and interacted. Sometimes other evidence of Fae presence would be seen. Like sickly plants that barely can subsist in the city showing new life, and a vitality that would be more expected in fertile soil.<br/><br/>The Car would once more turn down the road that the Cafe sat upon, and pulled into an empty space directly in front. The people continuing to meander along in their daily lack luster lives. So many of them wishing that something fantastic would happen. Not realizing the whole other world that existed in their shadow. It is as it should be.<br/><br/>Once the car came to rest, John slipped the lever into "P" for park, and leaned back against the Driver's chair as he let the engine idle for a bit. His eyes continuing to observe both the automobile Traffic, as well as the foot traffic. The Sign on the Door read closed so he could not enter at this time. It didn't matter, it wasn't like he had anything else pressing for the day. Reaching down he would pick up a stainless steel tumbler from his cup holder and took a sip of the piping hot coffee inside. Regretfully he did not take up Mara's offer for coffee the previous day. Figuring it was best to not involve himself beyond that of a professional level. Both for Mr. Galagous's Establishment, as well as the Bureau.<br/><br/>The Bitter black liquid slid down John's throat as he felt the warmth slowly permeate his being as John watched the foot traffic. Though raven locks would quickly catch his attention as a familiar face dressed in blue was seen coming down the Sidewalk. Miss Sinclare was apparently getting an early start to her day as she approached the entrance to the Cafe. It was to be expected as she was also a employee. Though her presence wasn't the only one to appear as what appeared to be a young man with off color hair was also making its way towards the cafe.<br/>