herodetective:
Blinking slowly, Yosano wracks her brain on any and all information she has, which is nothing. Or so she wants him to think. “I’m afraid I don’t have any information to give you. But with whom do you wish to meet with, Mr. Iida?” She pauses and gently bites down on her lower lip, all while gauging his reaction.
Hastily she adds, “maybe I can arrange a meeting with them for you.” While ruminating on her next words, she examines his person and notes nothing suspicious as of yet.
Yosano sets her gaze on his own, giving him a look of interest and intrigue. A look one could call almost dreamy and slightly heated.
She graces her lips with a demure, somewhat timid or shy, smile and rests her cheek in the palm of her gloved hand.
Her expression quickly changes to one of discouragement, and gently sighs out a small puff of air. “Forgive me for the disappointment, but I haven’t anything else to proffer you with.”
“Just with a friend,” That is all Iida is willing to tell her. He doesn’t trust anyone enough to babble about his plans, and he is not willing to take the risk with this doctor. Not yet, anyway.
“You must have something.” He presses on. His Plan A had been a bust, and Yosano was his Plan B. Plan C ran the risk of becoming outright messy, and no matter how he liked his own work ethic, making messes, even if they were possible to clean up, was not his goal at all. “Anything. If it’s money you want in return, I am willing to pay any reasonable number you give me.”
Yosano stares at him incredulously, before shaking her head. "I'm not in this for money."
She throws on the not so masterful charm and grins up at Iida. "I'm in this for you."
