Tobias nodded a bit. "Yeah, we know Mel. One of the many women you had following you around for a while, as if that's any surprise," For once, he wasn't smiling either. Tobias wasn't stupid enough to not realize why Marco felt the need to play the playboy. And part of it was his fault, so he decided not to dwell on that idea too long.
"The story I heard, the girl that wrote it was eleven at the time. It gets better, later. I should've saved a copy of that." He shrugged, turning down an alley a block up, pointing over at an old concert poster. "That's it. So, you wanted a geiger test first, right? We can head to New York first, should have something at the office."