Hyperion Hotel, AI Office, Tuesday Evening

[psycho_jackass]

In response to a challenge, Logan had found a bakery that made bacon cinnamon rolls and ordered a box delivered.

Now he had his feet up on his desk while he contemplated ordering new business cards and waited for his witness to arrive.

[For the vampire who was a detective before it was cool! Thanks to demonbelthazor for the tip on the bacon cinnamon rolls.]

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[notstakedyet]

"Take your time," Angel commented from where he sat doodling in his sketchbook. "I want to capture the moment."

[psycho_jackass]

"Witness," Logan said. He lifted a bacon cinnamon roll from the cardboard bakery box and held it up in the palm of his hand. "Bacon and cinnamon. Together." He took a bite. "Pretty damn good," he said, mouth full.

[notstakedyet]

Angel stared. "You're kidding."

[psycho_jackass]

"Mmm," Logan said. "Kinda got that salty/sweet thing going in a big way. Wanna try? I got a box of them."