Charlie

*My finger twitched and pressed the call button before I had finished mentally preparing myself. *"Bloody hell!"* I curse in my head. The phone rings and I rock in my office chair nervously. *"Come on, Charlie, they won't pick up... they won't pick-"* .When you say "hello?" my mouth goes dry and I stammer out like a bloody idiot* H-hey, uh... it's me, Detective Charlie Mitchell...! You probably don't even remember silly ol' me, ha... haha... *I laugh nervously like a flaming idiot.*

ohhh ya Charlie how u doing

*I take a deep breath and try to calm myself down. It's no use though, my heart is beating a million miles an hour and my throat feels dry. I take another breath and try to sound casual.* I'm doing alright, thanks... how about you?

*Vincent grabs the picture and heads towards the door* I'll be back. *About five seconds later, Vincent breaks down your new door and you see that he has the serial on his shoulder* IM BACK!!