[Location: El Dorado streets] I won't let this burdon bring me down

[c_lassiter_sbpd]

Carlton hadn't been sleeping well. With each day he spent in El Dorado, he was growing more and more frustrated with the entire situation. No one had the answers he wanted. No one could tell him how to get home. He tried looking beneath the surface of their answers, but most of the people seemed genuinely oblivious to the reason behind the mass

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[faster_than]

His name was Wally West. He'd gotten to this place about twenty four hours ago, and had finally gotten around to actually looking around when someone had casually walked up and tapped him on the shoulder. He'd turned to see the glint of a badge. With plenty of time to look at it, he managed the word, "Santa Barbara Police Force, Det. Carlton Lassiter." Huh. Cops made it here. Interesting.

"Okay. And I will be glad to answer them, but, considering I'm fairly certain we're not in Santa Barbara, aren't you a little out of your jurisdiction, Carly? I mean, we could be in Santa Barbara, I've never been there myself, never even heard of it, but...wait. Is this Santa Barbara?"

[c_lassiter_sbpd]

Nevermind the fact that Carlton didn't know how this guy knew what city he was from - he was more put off by the odd attitude. He didn't seem like the locals, and he definitely wasn't in the lobby the night they had all arrived. Carlton prided himself on remembering each of those faces. This face was not one of those faces.

"I'll be the one asking the questions, bub. And the name is Detective Lassiter." He crossed his arms over his chest. "Name and business in the city?" He asked, getting it out of the way. He knew the expected answers from locals and newcomers. Even if the stories varied somewhat, there seemed to be common threads running through both sets of answers.

[faster_than]

It took all Wally had not to stifle a chuckle. This guy completely reminded him of his Uncle Barry, but in all the worst ways. The ways he was when he had been working. Maybe he'd pull out his super speed in a moment. Never got to use that one on Uncle Barry.

"Well, officer. My name is Wally West, and I'm the fastest man alive." It's his best and only answer. "My business in this city can basically be summed up as startling young ladies in their underwear and trying not to fall through a cloud. So, where exactly are we, Carly? Hey, that rhymed. I'm a poet and I didn't realize."

[c_lassiter_sbpd]

There was that damn nickname again. Carlton set his jaw and took a step closer to the man. "Wally, I would kindly ask you to refer to me as Detective Lassiter or 'Sir.'" And by kindly ask, he really meant that he would glare at Wally and make his displeasure known. Lassiter was quickly growing irritated. This guy was worse than Spencer. Okay, maybe that was a little harsh, but the guy was annoying, that was for sure.

"El Dorado, or haven't they told you?" He said, no expression in his face or voice. "Golden city in the sky. Crime of the century." Lassiter stopped. He'd never seen this guy before, so who was to say he wasn't in on it? "You're done here. We're going to have a chat."

[shawnspenstar]

Shawn had been out and about getting himself another frozen banana. It was completely unfair there was a goodie stand that sold such things so close to the hotel, he was going to run out of money just buying those alone. Though he kept telling himself that at least it was a banana so it was at least somewhat healthy, despite the fact it was double coated in chocolate and covered in sprinkles.

But what was really keeping him entertained on that day was spotting the well-groomed detective hassling people on the street. He discreetly followed him from harassed person to harassed person, only finally approaching him after he had finished his snack. Didn't want to risk Lassiter hitting it out of his hand, or, worse of all, demanding a bite.

After the latest citizen left the glare of the detective, Shawn approached and tapped him soundly on the shoulder. "Detective."

I'm so sorry this took so long. I failed for the first half of this month!

[c_lassiter_sbpd]

Just when he thought he was getting somewhere, someone had to come up and ruin it. He didn't recognize the voice at first, which was his first mistake. The second was letting his full emotional response show when he realized it was Spencer. His face screwed up in frustrated disgust and anger.

"What is it, Spencer? Can't you see that I'm working here?" He gestured to the next small group of people he planned to talk to. "So beat it." He didn't have time for Shawn's shenanigans - not that he ever did.