Lieutenant Lucas Gerald stretched his arms, almost spilling his coffee in hand. He quickly relised this and gulped it down. It was a great thing he was on Gap currently, and by the Cafe even more so. He spun around on his heel and walked down the hallway towards the cafe.
A waitress was walking towards down a parallel hallway, and spotted Gerald. She quickly raced to meet him. Upon seeing this, he waited for a second for her to catch up.
"Gerald! its go glad to see you after so long. Where has our most loyal costumer been?"
Gerald sighed "I have been stuck on duty on Dijon for a few weeks, have to say it must of been the Directeur's doing. How's the Cafe d'Observateur d'Etoile?"
At this point they have rounded a corner and passed a few officers who gave quick salutes. The waitress paused the conversation as Gerald returned them, then they continued walking.
"Well sir.. Its been a bit of a mess. A few fights have broken out and people don't want to go there anymore without someone watching it. Will-"
"Oh course my dear," He interrupted, " I will stick around the Cafe to watch the place. But first, a believe I will need a drink." To emphasizes this, he turned his cup over to show it was empty.
"Its a bit of a mess like I said, we could use some help."
A person suddenly ran by them, looking like something was going on. Gerald didn't care.
"You, Brigadier Bernard. You are to help me with the Cafe. Now."
