Avery
Tipple-Tossing Tatterdemalion
Anxious yet eager, like a gambler waiting to see if their bet would make or break, Harvey rigidly watched as Klaus dug through his duffel. It was anticlimactic how nothing came of the letter. Harvey was almost disappointed, almost. With ease, he caught the ibuprofen and gave the bottle a perfunctory read. Nothing unexpected, nothing special. He shook a couple free and swallowed them dry. Taking a few unnecessary ibuprofen was a small price for continued dissemblance. That Klaus hadn't handed them to him, and that Harvey was now in possession of the bottle, was a bit miffing. Damn chairs all over.
Hearing Klaus emphasize his relation to Clara verified Harvey's earlier suspicion. He should have known that though. He should have got their public records. But glad just to have someone accompany him to Calder estate, Harvey hadn't bothered to investigate their backgrounds. He checked his phone. What signal he had appeared weak, a specious suggestion of outside communication. He assumed between that and Klaus's reluctance, Clara was out of contact to run small errands. A pity.
"I could have the majority set up while you shop then." Harvey suggested, knowing such would give him an ample opening to replace the letter and make up some pretense as to why it was creased to all hell. "Kill two birds with one stone that way, yeah? That is, if you can drive. My car is... superannuated, and can be rather temperamental, but I'm sure you'd get the hang of it."
Hearing Klaus emphasize his relation to Clara verified Harvey's earlier suspicion. He should have known that though. He should have got their public records. But glad just to have someone accompany him to Calder estate, Harvey hadn't bothered to investigate their backgrounds. He checked his phone. What signal he had appeared weak, a specious suggestion of outside communication. He assumed between that and Klaus's reluctance, Clara was out of contact to run small errands. A pity.
"I could have the majority set up while you shop then." Harvey suggested, knowing such would give him an ample opening to replace the letter and make up some pretense as to why it was creased to all hell. "Kill two birds with one stone that way, yeah? That is, if you can drive. My car is... superannuated, and can be rather temperamental, but I'm sure you'd get the hang of it."