A short brunette, dressed in a pale pink blouse and white slacks is determinedly nailing a sign above the door to an old, abandoned warehouse. It reads: Alley Detective Agency--Now Hiring. Though she is in plain sight, no one casts a second glance her way. It's hopeless, she thinks, as she looks around at the people passing by, eager to get out of the alleys. As if anyone will even see it. It had taken her years to get the property, even though it was broken down and abandoned. Leaving the sign hanging by a single nail, she ducks through the doorway, coughing at the dust stirring in the air. She walks over to the desk, the only thing in the building that wasn't falling apart, though that was merely because she had brought it from her apartment. Dragging it down the side of the road had earned her some odd looks. If only she could attract those looks to the agency...
Well, she thought, I might as well clean up while I'm waiting for someone to magically appear. She finished nailing the sign to the door first, then began eliminating the dust bunnies.