Doors Logs

Who: Roger and Louis
Where: Bar
When: Last weekish
What: Aw yeah you know you like to see a bounty hunter playing nice with a private investigator.
Warnings: Roger swearing probably.

( At the back of Louis’ mind the trickster was already thinking of all sorts of uses he might have for those names that would have nothing to do with helping out or doing good. )

Who: Vivienne & Noah
What: A meeting. An amusing one for Viv, an unfortunate one for Noah.
Where: Desert Moon Motel, then down Fremont.
When: Recently, like everything.
Warnings: Viv is a bitch.

( Mycroft, in his mind, was rather madly waving a red warning flag, but Noah ignored it all the same, too starstruck by this vulgar woman with her teddy bear keychain and her glittering red toenails. )