He gripped his detective notepad, leaning on his car as he scribbled down something. He was calm and collected like always. And, though he may not appear friendly at first sight, he is a nice guy. He's just doing his job and his job is a cruel job. It may be for the good, but Inspector doesn't like it all the same. He straightened up soon, stuffing the notepad into his blazer pocket and sighing. He hasn't noticed you yet.