INT. POLICE STATION–DAY

ROCH angrily storms into the office and the door slams loudly. ISABEL has hand over her chest area as she exhales loudly to calm herself. Her other hand hovers over documents with a pencil before slowly putting it down.

ISABEL: Isaac, could you not slam the door? You'll end up frightening all the citizens off the cliffs.

Roch pulls out a paper from his pocket and puts it on Isabel's desk.

ROCH: Can you believe this, Isabel? Rosenberg says to lay off the arrests for a bit. Doesn't want the crime rate to go up during elections. Typical. Politicians, right?

Isabel sighs and takes off her glasses before laying them on her desk.

ISABEL: You know how Damon is. Our family is very... you know...

ROCH: I don't care if he is your cousin. The man is too concerned with image over substance.

ISABEL: My uncle is a very hard man. You know how he is. There's a lot of pressure to follow the family legacy and uphold it. You can only imagine what his son is going through as well.

ROCH: He's neglecting the city by ignoring crimes! Better crime rate? That's just nonsense. The law is being broken left and right and people need to be punished for it.

ISABEL: It's only for a short period of time, at least until elections are over.

ROCH: Isabel, there's innocent people out there. To arrest less people only means that more people are getting hurt.

Isabel walks over to Roch before embracing him. Roch's shoulders relax and he hugs her back.

ISABEL CONT'D: We can arrest the troublemakers after elections too. Keep tabs, bust them later...

ROCH (slight chuckle): We definitely need to hire more help around here.

ISABEL: We can start on it tonight if you want.

ROCH: I'm closing down for the night though. Let's go out.

ISABEL (smiles): Hm, alright. What did you have in mind?

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INT. GOATMAN'S HOUSE–DAY

JORDANIA has a pencil and notebook in each had as she excitedly looks at DARCY.

JORDANIA: I ship them.

DARCY: Uh... why?

JORDANIA: He vents to her first whenever he's in the police station.

DARCY: She's the only other worker.

JORDANIA: Exactly! More romance potential!

DARCY: I can't imagine Roch being with her honestly.

JORDANIA: But he legit only talks to her. He doesn't bother to try and talk with us at all. Maybe he has a soft spot for her.

MIN enters the scene with a satchel and stops abruptly once they see Jordania's expression.

MIN CONT'D: Why are you smiling like that?

JORDANIA: I created a ship

MIN: What? Why would you build a boat?

JORDANIA: No. It's slang for uh... hm. I want to see two people in a romantic relationship because I think they're cute together.

Min pauses and stares at her.

MIN CONT'D: Ew. Romance.

DARCY: See, not everyone likes romance.

JORDANIA: They're a special case. They don't do romance at all.

DARCY: What?

MIN: I'm aromantic and asexual.

JORDANIA: Unfortunately.

DARCY: I thought you guys...

Darcy stares at them for a couple of second and Jordania looks back at him in amusement. Min is confused.

MIN CONT'D: What?

JORDANIA: Do you see the appeal of shipping now, young grasshopper?

Darcy nods his head in shame.

DARCY CONT'D: I do.

MIN: Um, what?

JORDANIA: I was able to prove a point.

MIN: How?

JORDANIA: Magic.

MIN: You know what? I don't care at this point.

Min starts to walk away. They are heading to the codex.

JORDANIA CONT'D: Just open up your heart, Min!

MIN: Not listening.

ERLE and GINA enter the scene. Erle notices Min storming away and looks at Jordania.

ERLE CONT'D: Did you get into another lover's spat?

MIN V.O. (yells): Are you kidding me?

JORDANIA (fakes a sniffle): We'll overcome this. We've been through so many hardships already. We can overcome more. It's only expected with the power of love.

Gina stifles a laugh.

DARCY CONT'D: Uh, did you guys find anything?

GINA: We managed to find the catacombs.

ERLE: And the workshop and abandoned church.

DARCY: Find anything useful?

GINA: We broke into the catacombs and we found a guy's tomb. Alexander Tobin. It was the only one with a name honestly. Plus it was super fancy.

ERLE: We got out fine but we were pretty spooked from the entrance being opened suddenly. Weird part is there wasn't a person in sight that could've done it.

JORDANIA: That's some witchcraft shit. Maybe Min has an explanation.

Min fiddles with the codex by swapping note placements.

MIN CONT'D: I'm a scientist, not a magician. If I tried to give you answers I would give you sentences that were as coherent as llama lover's babble over there.

PETER sits in a corner next to a crow cage drawing disfigured llamas on a sheet of paper and raises his head at the mention of his name.

PETER CONT'D: I wish to feed the llamas with only the best feed.

He takes out a fistful of seeds from his pocket to show the group. His hand is too close to the cage and the crow pecks at the seeds. He yanks his hand away from the crow and the crow cries in surprise.

PETER CONT'D: No! Not for you!

JORDANIA: Then we're still clueless.

ERLE: Yep.

GINA: Well, I have a plan where might be able to get more information.

Gina starts talking about her plan to the others and Erle walks towards Min. Min gives a side eye and Erle lowers his voice only for Min to hear.

ERLE CONT'D: Don't think I let you off the hook since I'm acting nice.

Min is about to say something before Jordania cuts in to block Erle. Her smile is sickly sweet.

JORDANIA CONT'D: What's going on? You should be part of the group conversation.

MIN: He—

ERLE: I was just about to go.

Erle walks away and Jordania turns to Min.

JORDANIA CONT'D: Are you alright?

MIN: That's a loaded question.

JORDANIA: Well, let's listen to Gina's idea. I think you have a kick out of it.

MIN: Alright.