Recognizing the women after she started to walk away he hadn't realized how foolish he was. "Excuse ma'am." he said gently grabbing ren by the arm hoping force wasn't needed.

She looked at her arm then at him, "Yes? Did you want an autograph? I'm sorry, I really must be going."

Before she could leave and with a sad look on his face he placed handcuffs on ren and started heading for his police care. "My sergeant wanted to me to arrest a young women named ren. It seems the men she came in contact with were killed by kira. Lawyers, judges, high class politicians, and crooked cops. You match the description so I have to take you in. I'm really sorry." he said ducking her head into his police car.

"Excuse me? You can't arrest me, I've done nothing!"

"It's just for questioning ma'am. We need to know if your clients had anything that could have made them targets." the back seat of his police car had boxes stacked that read good will charity on them. A cause he donated to often in his spare time and couldn't deliver today with all the work he had to do. "Come to the front please and come quietly." for an officer he was polite and allowed her to enter the vehicle.

"Did you really need to put me in handcuffs like that?" She asked getting into the front seat. "What's with all the boxes? you some kind of saint?"

Closing the door and walking to the driver's side he put on his seat belt and then put on ren's. "Look I'm sorry about the cuffs but I made them loose. And trust me I'm no saint. I've done to much wrong." pulling away from the theatre he pulled away slowly fearless. The conversation would more then likely be akward now hopefully ren didn't strike a good or bad nerve.

"Uh huh... yet you couldn't take me aside, tell me i was called in for questioning, and let me get in without the cuffs? I looked like a real bad ass back there. An ex-model, getting arrested in a movie theater. Oh That's nice." she rolled her eyes and looked out the window.

There were holes in her logic on how he was to proceed with things, but his orders were arrest on sight, even those going into questioning had handcuffs on them it was just protocol. Hopefully the silence would make her happy after all there was no reason for her to talk things out. Trying to stay humble and breathe he soaked in the silence.

She frowned, she really wanted her gummie bears. "Can you promise that I will be guaranteed gummie bears? oh and protection of course. I might die next, thanks alot."

M didn't reply to her not to be rude or because of her profession or even the child like characteristics she showed it was just that he wanted to listen. Seeing a corner store he stopped and opened the door for her.

She stared at him for awhile, "The cuffs? I can't go in there with cuffs on."

"I'm sorry but you have to keep them on." he told her nicely lifting her out of the vehicle and escorting her inside.

She rolled her eyes, "Thanks. Thanks a lot. I'd rather sit in the back seat with the boxes. For this you owe me ten bags of gummie bears."

He nodded in agreement that he would do so and felt arguing was a waste of her time.