So, the blonde chimed in. "Sorry, do not mind the girl. She has not felt sunlight for over ten years, she will probably be like that for a while. But I am free, I can answer your questions." She sighed and uncomfortably looked around. "It is a shame that it will not get published though, I was quite eager to know how that jävla tabloid would have twisted my words." She made a sheepish-looking smile.

((Sorry I took so long, I was quite sleepy.))

The Notary dragged herself to her feet to fetch some more Generic Party Food and share out the contents of Wobbles's ghastly hamper. The thing was huge and stuffed to the gunwales with actual party food, all of it so utterly anathema to the Time Lord's sensibilities that she was hesitant to even touch the container, in case she got dirty. In any event, she thought about the other thing her partner had said involving her computer setup and a clog dance when the scent of fear filled her lungs - and Time Lord fear at that.

"Dives," she said, her tone shooting for gracious and ending up in the familiar waters of condescension.

For the time being the woman would prefer to stand, at least until she knew more about what exactly was going on. The rigidity of her stance was at least something familiar. It would also allow her to react better if needed.

She looked at the man speaking. "New? Well," she starts, "I suppose that depends on what exactly you mean by new. I have been at my job for about 10 Standard Years. And I have been alive for nearly another 20."

Looking back at the woman, she says, "I think I would prefer a slightly more thorough explanation if you do not mind." She looks back at the man, "Your associate has still left me with a few questions. Like where here actually is. Your planetary skyline is different from where I was."

Meryem walked along the tree-lined path, gazing at the trees. "This is a whole lot better than winter. Ugh, I can't stand snow. Or the cold," she said to the Lucario next to her.

"Really?" said Owen. The Aura Pokémon stared at his human colleague, rubbing his chin. "Maybe it's because I'm part Steel type or something. I know Buck hates it, though."

"That's because I'm a pure Grass type," mumbled the Skiddo as he trailed behind the pair. "Give me a nice patch of sunshine any day and I'll be happy. But snow? Not in a million years."

"I feel you, bro," said Meryem, nodding. The DIA trio continued walking until they left the shady path and stepped out into the sunny plain that was most of the PPC Courtyard. To their left bubbled a wide and shallow river that cut the Courtyard in half. To their right stretched the plain, dotted by dense copses of trees like the one the DIA officers had just left.

Buck smiled and shook himself awake when he the sunlight reached him. "Ooh, much better," he said. "I wonder if these guys are enjoying the sun too."

Owen's ears perked up. "Which peop-- oh, I feel them. Three humans, two o'clock."

"Thanks, buddy," said Meryem, turning her attention to the area in question. "Yep. Hey, let's go and say 'hi'. A little positive police interaction is always a good thing here, right?"

"Lead the way, ma'am," said Owen, saluting. Buck simply nodded in agreement.

"Well then, let's go," said Meryem.

When the trio drew near the assembled agents, Owen did a double take. "Whaddya know, it's Zebby-zeb! The man sitting on the ground there. It's the Rookie!"

"Really?" said Buck, squinting. "So that's his human disguise. Meh, not bad."

"Excuse me, I'll just go ahead and talk to him," said Owen, double-timing it to the disguised Luxray. Once he drew close to Zeb, Owen waved. "Ahoy there, Rookie! How's life?"

Meanwhile, Meryem and Buck approached the unknown woman and Rina. "Good afternoon, agents! Out enjoying the weather?" asked the Turkish woman.

A short young woman with horns bounced in right next to Zeb.

"Hiya! I'm Gabby, DMS. Whatcha up to?"

"GABBY, DO NOT SURPRISE OUR FELLOW AGENTS." The synthetic voice came from a strange yellow mantis that stood a full two heads taller than Rina would. "I APOLOGIZE IF MY PARTNER STARTLED YOU. MY NAME IS CHAKKIK, OF THE DEPARTMENT OF MARY SUES."