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Johan smiles calmly as the new girl joins them and it doesn't go away when Mac makes a spectacle of herself. "Well if it isn't the run away addict! Still fleeing from the police are we?" He exclaims conversationally like there wasn't anything strange about it at all. The manager who had been making his way over to talk to him about damages, stopped and pulled a phone off his hip before dialing. As he watches her expression a smirk appears on his face, "With all due respect dear you really should go somewhere and sleep off whatever it is you are on." His voice held the usual kindness it always did, as if he actually cared for the girls health rather than the odd situation they where in. His left hand was buried in his pocket while his right was resting an elbow on the table. Despite honestly caring about the woman he had learned to distrust aggressive personalities mixed with drug users.

When Juliette had thrown the man into the table originally, Johan had turned to face that direction. Anyone with enough observation skills would have noticed his hand go into his pocket then, it hadn't come out since. To the casual observer that didn't know him they would think he was reaching for a weapon. However knowing him personally you would know he never carried any form of lethal weapon despite his brothers offers to get him any manner of gun or blade. It wouldn't take long for Mac to notice the little red light blinking in his pocket. Being a seasoned criminal would bring two things to mind 1.) it could be a bomb, 2.) it was some form of panic button. In truth it was the latter, multiple police cars had already been dispatched to the building and would be there in a manner of minutes. The device simply transmitted his coordinates and an emergency call for backup. He had found it useful when treating the less fortunate and more prone to violence and crime. While Johan did have a large amount of martial arts and combat training, he was unfortunately not allowed to use it to its full potential due to the Hippocratic oath. So when things got out of hand when he first started his little healing campaign his mother forced him to carry it with him at all times.

In general when Johan was in trouble it was more than one person involved, so the police tended to send multiple cars. Usually 2 or 3, the result would be 4 to 6 officers armed for riot control. The armaments where because one time when he gave the last of his free medicine to a poor woman it cause a bit of a scene with others that couldn't get the same medicine, the following riot had to be quelled by a greater military force unfortunately. So the police came armed for war just in case it happened again. His earlier exclamation had been to get the manager to call the police with the hope that he would get a message to the police before he pushed the button so they could send less serious measures but from the look of the manager he was on hold waiting for a free line. Unbeknownst to the people in the diner, the earlier down poor had created some flooding in a few of the lower parts of class two which meant the 911 line would be used to its fullest for a while. So unfortunately overkill would be sent to apprehend the drug addicted woman.

Like nothing was happening he turned to the new girl and smiled lightly at her "My name is Johan, Miss Morgan, its nice to meet you. Please feel free to order anything you'd like." He seemed perfectly comfortable providing for the friend Juliette had just made. It was unclear as to his reason for this, it could be that he wanted Juliette to feel comfortable, or he could honestly just be that nice. With his constant attitude toward conflict and random giving to everyone it would be hard to believe he had an alternate motive. Maybe he did honestly just like to make people happy. Though he didn't offer the same to Mac, this was more likely due to their earlier encounter coloring his perspective of the woman. If she was willing to walk into a police station to get drugs he didn't really feel like adding her to the fun atmosphere he had at the restaurant, not to mention she would be removed soon enough anyway..


(Note: Sorry not sure how to put this in elegantly but if Alex's people are listening in to police radios they would know the riot geared people are coming.)