fandomtownies | The Perk: Morning

Annette wandered in holding her kitty. It was tiny and hopefully there were no rules against little kitties being in public places like this. If there was, she would try to hide it.

For now, she ~~handwavily~~ ordered a muffin, a cup of coffee, and a saucer of milk. She was given a funny look but it didn't matter and she didn't explain.

As she made her way towards a table near the window, she paused by the gentleman in the suit, offering a friendly, "Good morning."

"And good morning to you," Dale said in his usual chipper manner.

Granted he had no idea where he was or how he got there but he had coffee. This is the first step to making everything right.

"And may I say that is a fine looking kitten you have there."

Ah, a nice man! Nice and chipper and Annette's never seen him before.

She glanced down at the kitten in her arm and smiled, "Thank you, her name is Angel. And I'm Annette, Annette Hargrove." She shifted her pocketbook a little and extended her hand in greeting.

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Hargrove," Dale said accepting the handshake. "As well as you Angel. My name is Dale Cooper and I was wondering if you could assist me in telling me a little bit about this place? I just... arrived this morning and feel a bit discombobulated."

"My pleasure as well, Mr. Cooper and oh, of course. May I?" She indicated his table with a questionable lift of her brow.

This would be interesting, she thought. A new gentleman come to Fandom. By why of dress she assumed he was a professional of some sort. Oh, she would have to find out!

"Please," Dale said standing up (as good manners dictate) assuming Annette would be taking the seat across from him. "Any assistance you could offer would be greatly appreciated."

She did indeed take the seat across from him, settling Angel in her lap while her attention remained fixed upon Mr. Cooper.

"It would be my pleasure to help you in any way I can, Mr. Cooper," she offered politely. "Might I first ask what has brought you here to our fine ~~wacky~~ town?"

"That just happens to be a long story," Dale said with a bit of a sigh as he signaled the waitress for a third refill on his coffee. "The short version being I was in the process of trying to apprehend a suspect when I apparently entered a-"

Dale paused for a second trying to think of how exactly to describe where he thought he was.

"Well I guess it could best be described as a portal to a place outside the realm of earth as we know it. The next thing I remember is waking up in the forest 14 years later and with an unfortunate case of amnesia."

Annette listened intently, moving back a little when the waitress came over, setting her order in front of her. "Apprehend a suspect you say?" Oh. A cop? A detective? A bondsman? CIA? FBI? He could be any of those given his attire.

She nodded, settling Angel on the table and allowing her to lap at the milk in the little saucer. Yes, it wasn't quite...right, having a kitten on the table where you eat, but Annette was certainly not thinking about that now.

"Fandom is like that. Portals. Aliens. Students turning into little kids. Your favorite toy suddenly talking and walking and telling you what the crap is going on." She shook her head and took a sip of her coffee.

"So what is it you do for a living?"

"Aliens? Portals?" Dale asked in a somewhat gleeful way.

"Fascinating!" he exclaimed as he gave the table a playful thump with his hand before realizing he was asked a question.

"Um. Yes. I'm an agent for the Federal Bureau of Investigations. The suspect in question had abducted a friend of mine after performing a series of several murders while in a small town I was stationed at," Dale explained. "A town that, in some cases, appears to have some parallels with this one."

She nodded again, "Yep. And there is a lot more too. You'll see when you live here long enough."

Oooh, now Annette was definitely intrigued by this man. An FBI agent come to Fandom. What could this possibly mean?

Important questions first though, "Were you able to rescue your friend? And I suppose since you entered that portal, you do not know if the suspect was ever apprehended, do you? That is sort of scary I think. And wow, 14 years later? I wonder if you just laid there during that length of time? I mean...did you wake up with your hair super long? Or was it like those 14 years just never existed?" Yes, she liked to talk, and ask questions. It was fun.

Dale sat back and chuckled a bit at the barrage of questions. "Unfortunately the only answer I have is that I appear not to have aged a day since I left the town of Twin Peaks. Other than that my appearance here in Fandom is a mystery. Hopefully I'll be able to find out what happened to my friend and the suspect in due course. I don't suppose this town has a police department where I could check in?"

"Well, how cool is that? Not aging a day? You do look very nice, Mr. Cooper. Not 14 years older than what you are at all." She nodded, grinning.

"Yes, we do, as a matter of fact. We have troopers and that's right, we have a new Sheriff here at Fandom. Though I have not met him yet. Of course, I have no reason to clash with the law mind you." She took a sip of her tea and wiped her kitty's mouth with her napkin, settling her back in her lap.

"So you are not here to investigate anything? Particular even?"

"The only thing I have to investigate at the moment is my own appearance," Dale answered as he sipped his coffee. "One that I should probably begin by contacting the local authorities and alerting them to my presence. However if this town is as unique as you lead me to believe there may be other other mysteries for me to look into."

Annette puffed her lips out a little, raising her brows. "Hmm, well, you know I wouldn't investigate your own appearance too much. These things just seem to happen here. Of course, if there is a portal and you find it, what if it isn't your portal and you go through it only to end up in some god forsaken place that is inhabited strictly by, oh I don't know, say gremlins? That could be bad."

She finished up her coffee, still giving him that look, "But you are an investigative sort. It's just the thing to do, right? I would too if I were you. When I graduate next year I am going into the field espionage." Her eyes widened a bit at a sudden thought. "Perhaps I could...follow you around sometimes...you know...while you're being investigative."

There was a flicker of a grin as Dale remembered another girl who had similar interests in "being investigative."

"Espionage, eh?" Dale replied. "Well while there have been occasions that I've had to go undercover for the sake of an investigation, my main line of work has been detective work. And while I can't stop anyone from following me I must stress that the line of work that I do can be dangerous and should not be taken lightly and could have dire consequences."

"Oh yes, of course." Annette gave him a beaming smile. "One of my classes this last year was Spy Tech. I can be all kinds of sneaky, even if being sneaky is not required. I must admit, detective work sounds very interesting. And I would certainly never take situations lightly, Mr. Cooper, just the opposite. I have certain...equipment, that could be very beneficial to your line of work."

This would be great. Annette could follow around a real live detetive doing detective-y things. And learn a bunch in the process. She could handle dangerous. Dire consequences too. She could talk herself out of most anything. That was something, right?

Spy tech? Classes had certainly changed in fourteen years.

"You'll have to show me your equipment sometime Annette," Dale said not thinking of any kind of double meanings as he stood up to leave. "I'm sure a lot has changed in the last few years. Now if you will excuse me I really must check in with the police department."

"Oh waitress?" Dale said laying down some money on the table. "Please see to it that my young friend here gets a free refill. Including the cat."

"Oh, I certainly will, Mr. Cooper." She smiled, thinking him very nice as he stood up to leave.

"Thank you for the refills, that's very kind. I hope the rest of your day is pleasant and that things work out for you. See you later, Mr. Cooper." She said, giving him a little finger wave.

"Goodbye, Annette. Have a pleasant afternoon."

The Perk: Morning

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