pretty sure i don't have a song for this

[I'm sure one exists somewhere, though.

Anyway, so. There's this detective place downtown, rather well-known for the quality of it's chosen employees. They do a little bit of everything--missing persons, information, divorce investigations, hired out by the police, demon exorcism, paranormal relocation and a bit of good old-fashioned vigilante justice. Sure, the rates aren't cheap, but agents like a certain redhead aren't cheap.

A redhead who is less at work today, in some upscale cafe, and more on an enforced date, because her boss got tired of her dodging actually meeting said boss' son. So there she is, accepting that she's being paid today to go on a date, and flicking through her phone.

...Looking through certain contacts and the pictures they've sent, in public, probably wasn't the best plan.]