XRiley: Mr. Byrne. Thank you for seeing me.
Louie: Not so formal, oui? Call me Louie. If anyone asks you an old friend from before the boxing, so try not to look so... lawyerly.
Riley: You're the only one of Etienne's colleagues who's been willing to speak with me.
Louie: Yeah, well, don't get your hopes up. We weren't close or nothing. ... How is he?
Riley: Broken.
Louie: ... oh.
Riley: Mr. -- Louie, I'm not expecting miracles, but if Etienne was mixed up in something --
Louie: So, uh, what's good here?
Riley: No idea. If he had any enemies, any conspicuous new friends, a sudden flush of money....
Louie: How about the ham plate? The ham plate sounds good.
Riley: Or you can avoid all my questions and order the most expensive thing on the menu. It's what I've come to expect from this case.
Louie: Not so formal, oui? Call me Louie. If anyone asks you an old friend from before the boxing, so try not to look so... lawyerly.
Riley: You're the only one of Etienne's colleagues who's been willing to speak with me.
Louie: Yeah, well, don't get your hopes up. We weren't close or nothing. ... How is he?
Riley: Broken.
Louie: ... oh.
Riley: Mr. -- Louie, I'm not expecting miracles, but if Etienne was mixed up in something --
Louie: So, uh, what's good here?
Riley: No idea. If he had any enemies, any conspicuous new friends, a sudden flush of money....
Louie: How about the ham plate? The ham plate sounds good.
Riley: Or you can avoid all my questions and order the most expensive thing on the menu. It's what I've come to expect from this case.
When last we saw.... Riley
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