fandomtownies | Diaz & Ass., Tuesday

There was no more panther in the office. Which was one silver lining of the day.

It didn't make the constant phone calls any easier to deal with.

"No, I'm sorry, we don't serve pizza. This is a detective agency. ...no, I can't detect the number of the pizza place."

"You what? No, that's...I can't control the weather. I don't know anybody that can."

"No. No, that's not a thing, even here."

Why are all these people calling us? John growled, annoyed.

"I have no idea." Arthur sighed, picking the handset up as it rang again.

"I...Yes. Er...are you sure it's not just natural? Right, no, flowers generally don't change colours completely like that. What makes you think someone is painting them? Ah, yes, that would be an indication. Right, I'll let Detective Diaz know. I'm sure she'll enjoy a stakeout of your garden."

Or she'll just do something nasty in retaliation, John pointed out.

Arthur shrugged.