Snippet #2169193

Basil turned to Zaz Watson when he spoke up, listening to him and tilting his head slightly before nodding gently. The man was right. All of the step-mothers in this town had been known to be, 'Evil'. He looked back to Jessica when she spoke of reading stories and the stereotypical plot line. "This isn't a fairytale Miss Rabbit." He commented dryly, though scratched his chin. "But for once, I agree with you..." He looked up to Jessica when she mentioned leaving and letting himself and the other man to 'play inspector'. He narrowed his eyes a little. He knew it was an attempt to annoy him, and didn't want to let it work, but somehow it did...

He waved a dismissive hand to her as she called 'Taraa', still looking down to his newspaper before looking up quickly. "This town has a tendancy to dramatise things when people go into a relationship. True love and all that load of nonsense..." He blinked a couple of times before looking round to Zaz. "What else have you picked up about town, Mr. Watson?" He asked, picking up his tea and drinking some before tilting his head slightly at the man. Since he actually found a person around town who wasn't thinking it was the best place in the world, he might as well see what else he could come up with.

He'd never really gotten around to talking to Watson before. Of course, he knew everyone in this town, their past and the way they acted. However, he didn't really know them all that well. Watson especially. What with Basil usually going around trying to solve crimes and such, and he... well, he... sitting on his bench, I guess.

((It's fine Kitkit, I completely understand, I'm getting a lot of school work too :/))