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Shit was going down.
At least, according to the screaming guys up the street from you it was. You watched (from a safe distance) as one of them had some kind of fist-fight with a shower curtain, and then proceeded to walk away.
You hid in a doorway, hoping they didn't realize you had been watching them.
The British guy called after him, waving his arms around. You couldn't catch exactly what they were saying, but both men spoke in strained voices.
They had calmed down a lot, so you decided to try to sneak past them. It was only when you stepped closer that you realized that the shower curtain guy was Todd Brotzman.
"...until I find whoever, or whatever killed Patrick spring, and then it'll just..."
You froze.
Todd was involved with the Spring case?!?
The man in the lemon jacket looked up suddenly, and spotted you.
His face lit up.
He rushed over, and stuck his hand out, beaming.
You shook it, slightly taken aback.
He took a deep breath, and kept shaking your hand. "There's something...going on with you. It's like...I need you, or something..."
He shook his head, and tried again. "No, that's silly...I don't know..."
You withdrew your hand, and turned to Todd, confused. "Sorry, what?"
"What are you doing here?" Todd blinked, looking between you and the man. The man clapped his hands together, smiling brightly. "You already know each other? Good. Oh, I love it when things work out!!!" "We're neighbours." Todd explained. "(Y/N) moved in a couple of months ag-"
"(Y/N)..." The man pulled a face, eyes wide. He grabbed his chest, and fell on the floor. "Todd!!! Todd, I think I'm having a heart attack!!! My stomach feels weird..."
Todd stood over him, arms crossed. He looked unimpressed. "Dirk, you're fine. Stop being so...Dirky."
Dirk (which you thought was kind of a cute name...) sat up, smiling. "Oh, good!!! I didn't want my jacket getting all dusty..."
He turned back to you, eyes shining. "I've decided that we are most definitely soulmates. W-"
"Dirk..." Todd warned, pulling you apart.
Suddenly, Dirk's phone binged.
"Oh dear...'we have your friend'. And then a picture of a woman." he turned to Todd, looking worried.
"Who's it from?" Todd asked, leaning over to see the photo.
"The man, I assume. The bad man." Dirk nodded, eyes wide.
"How did he get your number?!?"
"I gave him my cards."
"You gave him your card." Todd looked like he wanted to die.
"No, my cards. All of them. Self-defense. I do a lot of things, and then later I'm like..." He pulled a face.
You laughed.
He looked proud.
Todd looked between you two, and rolled his eyes. He stared at the phone in shock.
"You don't happen to know this woman, do you?"
"'Give us the dog, or we will kill her. Eastgate Bridge Midnight.'" You read over Dirk's shoulder, and frowned. "What dog?"
You heard a bark, and turned to see a corgi sitting on top of a bin. "Oh! hello." You smiled, reaching up to pet it. What's your name?"
"Lydia Spring." Dirk said proudly, picking up the dog, and giving it to Todd. "Weeellll...technically Rapunzel, but there was this thing with dog hypnotists, and-"
"We don't know what the dogs name is." Todd cut in.
"The dog thinks it's Lydia Spring?!? Todd, what he hell is going on?!? Where did you get this dog?!?"
"We stole it." Dirk admitted. "It's all part of the case we're on, though." He started to walk down the alleyway.
"Are you a detective?" You frowned, falling into step beside him.
"Holistic detective. It means th-"
"-e interconnetedness of all things." You finished.
Dirk stopped suddenly, and grabbed you by the waist. he spun you around, and then dipped you so low you could feel your hair brush the ground.
"I would kiss you right now, but I don't know how..." He admitted, frowning.
"Ummm...Dirk?"
He jumped, and pulled you back onto your feet.
Todd just shook his head.
"We should probably go work out how to save that woman."
Dirk nodded, striding away again. "To the Dirk Mobile!!!"