Frederick Chilton // Silence of the Lambs // Bar
There's a very nervous-looking man seated at the bar, clad in a slightly wrinkled suit that tries too hard to give the impression of quality, with a dark brown overcoat on top. There's a small suitcase at his feet and a glass of scotch in his hands, and every so often he'll turn on his stool to scan the room before facing forward once again.
He downs the rest of the scotch and begins tapping his fingers against the bartop in a steady rhythm. Obviously, staying calm isn't working out too well for him.
Dr. Chilton has good reason to be nervous, though - wouldn't you like to find out what it is?
((Chilton is taken near the end of Silence of the Lambs, after Lecter escaped but before, obviously, he 'mysteriously' vanishes. Tag away!))
He downs the rest of the scotch and begins tapping his fingers against the bartop in a steady rhythm. Obviously, staying calm isn't working out too well for him.
Dr. Chilton has good reason to be nervous, though - wouldn't you like to find out what it is?
((Chilton is taken near the end of Silence of the Lambs, after Lecter escaped but before, obviously, he 'mysteriously' vanishes. Tag away!))