My Watson to His Holmes

"I see." said Ozpin. "Well, I guess I don 't mind some entertainment." he said, taking a sip of his coffee.

Slim twitched my elbow. "Come on, George. Me an' you'll go in and get a drink."

“Yeah, I noticed,” Arthur grumbled before taking a welcome sip of his drink. “Thanks for the coffee, though.”

“Oh, man, I forgot the beer. Keep that thought will ya?” John asked as he jumped up and left the room.

“Whatever.” She dismissed me. “Just hurry up with whatever you’re working on so we can party!”

“I'm getting help from Alfonso, he wants to help me with chemistry” I said, smiling, trying to keep my cool.

“Well, good- that’ll be less work for the both of us,” she grinned. Her heart was still beating fast, but at least it wasn’t pounding in her ears any longer.

“Is that so,” i nearly felt surprised of not having to yell those few word. Time dragged on while getting real awkward.

" Russia, hey it's good to see you too." You replied as you took a drink.

“Oh, it’s afternoon now? Quicker than I thought it’d be. I thought you were gonna leave me in here until I was bored to death.” She snapped back.

“I was born with the devil in me. I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing..” - Herman Webster Mudgett as known as H.H Holmes. It’s safe to say Dr. Mudgett was a bad guy. Either way, he has an interesting story.

"I’d have been here sooner, but I was waiting for a guy to get back to me," Jay said taking a seat next to Rhonda. "Miss me?"

He handed me a water bottle and I stared at it. "Wow, when did you get this?"

He chugged the rest of his drink and placed the glass on a nearby table. “Ask away.”

“Well, it was. You’ll understand once I will tell you the reason why you are here at the moment, my dear.” he quickly said, as if that was the answer he was waiting for.