"Possibly, but back then I wasn't future star reporter Sebastian Sullivan. I was 'hey you with the dark hair. Coffee. Two sugar substitutes, skim milk and a maple donut.' Which I still get plenty of, but you know... I have better taste in coffee at the very least." He tucked his notepad away along with his pen before running his fingers through his hair and only succeeding in messing it up a little more. "Besides the only thing anyone seems to be talking about even is the mysterious disappearance of Mr. Fox and harassing the mayor for answers is only going to get my press pass pulled apparently." He wanted to know what was going on there, but there didn't seem to be much hope of getting to the bottom of anything.