Camille looked at the watch on her wrist, noting that Major Crime was already five minutes late as she went out onto the front lawn. She sat down on the steps, looking at the cloudy sky.
'Snow sometime soon,' she thought, seeing a helicopter in the distance, 'And thank goodness they arrived before that.' The helicopter slowly landed in the snow, looking wobbly before settling down. Major Crime gave her a quick wave as he turned off the engine, jumping out of the copter. He had on his signature military hat along with a thick jacket, getting out a cigar from one of his coat pockets and a lighter.
"Surprised you weren't smoking in there," Camille said to him, pointing to the helicopter.
"I was. Then fucking Herk had to start bitching, and well...you know what that's like," Major Crime explained, gesturing to Prof. Mordtoten as he got out of the helicopter with the help of Requiem, taking out a few large duffel bags.
"I heard that you know! I don't want cancer alright? That such a hard thing to understand?! God Camille, why the hell did you have me come up here? It's cold as hell," Mordtoten bitched, rubbing his gloved hands together.
"Oh I know you could have just given me the info through the phone or something, but there's some people I'd like you to meet," she said innocently.
"Boo. The last person you introduced me to was your son, who mind raped me, and that cyborg over there who I can't even understand!" Mordtoten yelled back, motioning to Requiem who started to beep at him, "See!? How am I supposed to understand that!?"