[Detective Gumshoe is a big dude in his 30s, scruffy and wearing a very old/worn-down trenchcoat. He wakes up by the coat rack... In fact, somehow a coat hanger has managed to get stuck in the back of his trenchcoat. He walks around with it sticking out obliviously.
At first he assumes that must have passed out at a crime scene, and he starts to investigate. That only lasts until he sees the writing on the mirror.
MAKE FRIENDS. Gumshoe looks at it, smiles innocently and nods.]
Make friends? Sounds like a great plan! [He looks around at the various assortment of people in the room.
And he narrows in on the horse, waving to it with a cheery smile.] Hey pal! I choose you!
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At first he assumes that must have passed out at a crime scene, and he starts to investigate. That only lasts until he sees the writing on the mirror.
MAKE FRIENDS. Gumshoe looks at it, smiles innocently and nods.]
Make friends? Sounds like a great plan! [He looks around at the various assortment of people in the room.
And he narrows in on the horse, waving to it with a cheery smile.] Hey pal! I choose you!