!federal meetings: [closed]
Lips ease from their initial smile at the agent’s response, understandably so. To assume he felt the claws of disappointment sink into him would be a minuscule understatement, already fingers working to open the wallet again as if admiring the item. Rather, he utilizes this time to examine it more thoroughly, eyes skimming each line whilst analyzing each detail. Either this very ID was a splendid forgery on par to his own work, let alone carried around by an off the clock actor, or it was the genuine thing.
"You don’t say," he comments, allowing vocables to carry a mild tone of disbelief to this revelation. Cerulean hues glance at the suggested prop once more before looking up, eyebrow twitching subtly into an ephemeral quirk. "Could’ve fooled me."
Lies spill from his mouth without a second notion, already the mischievous side of him bubbling to the surface. Expression shifts from his prior enthusiasm to one of intrigue. For now he would play along with the other, curious to see how long he would be able to maintain his cover if it truly was. Details were convincing enough, so long as they coincided… to squeeze too many answers from invasive queries on the topic was always a horrifying wall to collide into. And, with his intents, the renown forger planned to steer him head first into several until he was satisfied.
"You’re an actor, then. What movie were you in? Maybe I’ve heard of it,” he starts with a tilt of his head, closing the wallet and proffering it to the rightful owner. "By the way, you should avoid carrying this around off set. Impersonation of an FBI agent is illegal.”
"I'll keep that in mind." Mike kept his voice light, not failing to recognize the irony in an FBI agent being told not to do something illegal. At the very least, it seemed as if he had the older man convinced--Mike was actually a little surprised by this; he couldn't believe how well Sunset Bust worked as a cover. Upon retrieving his ID and badge, he spared a glace to the items quickly to make sure that nothing was amiss before putting it back in his pocket.
Blue eyes met with the stranger's own as Mike regarded the questions, possible answers running through his mind in a flurry. Saying that the movie was already released would be unwise--a simple search on the internet would break his cover easily, even more so if he had a phone on him. There was a small part of Mike that wanted to just turn around and walk away, but he couldn't do that for obvious reasons. There was something that seemed plausible, and would maybe put a halt to the inquiries. Hopefully Briggs wouldn't take offence if Mike deviated from the original story. Not that his training officer would ever find out about this anyway.
"Anyway, the movie is still in the middle of filming--" which would explain why an actor would still be carrying around a prop--"and I don't believe they've really started to promote it just yet. It's still in the early stages and all. I don't want to really give away too much, and I probably shouldn't, so, I'm sorry, but I'm afraid that I can't tell you much more than that."
