I was wearing my county badge, sunglasses (thank G*d the rain is gone!), with business cards in my coat pocket, and my favorite plastic clipboard and a notepad under one arm. Basically, I looked like I was there on business.
As I walked up the long walkway to her home I saw that her front door was open and I could hear someone talking inside. I rang the doorbell, the talking stopped, and this very attractive Brunette haired woman appeared at the door. She was wearing a dress and had a datebook in her hand, she said come in, and walked back into the house.
I followed the Brunette into her living room where she pointed at a leather couch (I planted my ass down) and she disappeared into another room, coming back with a couple of glasses of lemonade.
You should all know that as I was following her into the house, and while she was getting us some drinks, she was talking to herself (nothing that made sense) and then saying, Mmmhmm. I figured she was just a hot chick with a screw loose. (Note: I did make a feeble attempt at small talk which she seemed to ignore right before she took off to get our drinks).
Brunette: Okay, why?Me: Why am I Here? I'm Sancho (obviously I used my real name), I work with Attorney Red Head at the Public Defender's Office, we represent Mr. Phil Meicreviss in an active criminal case.Brunette: Okay, well, I don't know...Me: Here is my card (handing card to the lady)At this point, She takes my card and looks at it for a very long time, gives me a reeeeally long look, directly into my eyes, like she is looking right through me. Making me feel a little nervous.Brunette: Right, I know of him.Me: Okay, well, it was my understanding that before his arrest, he had been living with you for 4 years, is that right?Brunette: Mmmmhmmm.This chick isn't even paying attention
to me and I'm sitting right in front of her!Me: Did I catch you at a bad time? I can come back later if its okay with you.Brunette: Yeah, well, I'm not sure If I'm going...I don't feel up to it...Okay?Me: Okay, well, you aren't under any obligation to talk to me...Brunette: Wendy? Can you hold on a sec? Yeah, someone from the DA's office just came into talk to me, call me after you get off work and we'll schedule it then. Okay, love you. Bye.The Brunette lifts her right hand to her head, reaches under her lovely dark brown hair and digs out....a stupid Bluetooth headset.Brunette: Hi, Sorry about that, what can I do for you?