Hana Fantovalle

You plaster on a fake smile as you come face to face with the singer. The two of you have a... complicated past.

Mustering up all the enthusiasm you can, you greet Hana, "Hello Mrs. Fantovalle," Your neutral tone and strained expression only serves to bring Hana more joy.

She smiles, seemingly amused, and playfully smacks your shoulder, "Oh detective," She says poisonously, "You don't have to be so coy."

Your smile disappears at the same time hers does, and she hands you a slip of paper. You whisper to her as she leans in, "I don't owe you for this one do I?"

Hana just turns and trots off, calling back to you, "You almost certainly do detective."

The last word is uttered with such spite you actually flinch. Though she's done her job, Hana no doubt needs a favour from you.