Milo

*he's not amused by the "chirpy" bit, it's clear he's trying to intimidate you* I'm here to ask you a few questions about a recent case I'm working on.

Not sure if i can be of help, but go ahead!

*he looks at you with suspicion and writes something down on his notepad* I'm investigating a string of robberies, and you've been implicated.

(not if he's dead)

(that's a good point, but would you be able to live with the guilt of killing someone?)

(I'm not in the mob for nothin bro)

*he comes up to the door knocking loudly and firmly* Police, Open up.

Scott: shit...

*he knocks again, this time louder and more forceful* I said, open up. I won't ask again.

*He's sitting at the dining table, a plate of food across from him. He doesn't look up, just pushes the plate toward the empty chair with his fork.* Eat.