You walk into the inn, spotting Sam who was sitting on a chair. He was wearing jeans and a jean jacket.

You guys were dealing with a case where there are mysterious deaths, drownings, a guy falling down the stairs. It was all just overall… odd.

“There’s been another one. Some guy just hung himself in his room.”

You say, not even taking a glimpse at Sam who replies.

“Yeah. I know. I saw.”

“What’d you figure out about granny?” You ask.

It’s quiet for a moment before he responds.

“…You’re bossy… and short.” He giggles.

You turn around. Of course. He giggled and that was an indication that he was drunk. You figured him out immediately.

“Are you drunk?”

“Yeah…so?”

He rolls his eyes at you and scoffs as you’re about to reply.