02/04/13 @ 01:27am
“What kinda work, love?” James asked, running a hand through his unruly brown hair. He pushed his glasses further up on his nose.
She dug the badge from her jacket pocket, flashing it quickly. “Detective Inspector and I’m afraid the rest is top secret.” Her lips only curved upwards further.
“Well, hello there, beautiful,” James said, arching a brow. ” ‘S brought you ‘round these parts huh? Don’t usually see girls like you in London.”
The detective’s blood red tinted lips curled upwards easily. “You flatter me, sweetheart, but I’m here for work.”
There was a pause and a raise of the brow, “….Oh God no.”
“Something I can help ya with, sweetheart?”
“Nah. Just looking for adventures! Storybrooke can be lacking in the adventure department sometimes…’specially for kids…” She paused to extend a hand, “I’m Grace!”
A soft pushed it’s way past Athena’s tinted lips. “Ya almost sound like me when I was your age, sweetheart.” She took the child’s hand and gave it a firm shake. “Detective Inspector Athena Jones. It’s nice to meet ya, Grace.”