shy · stalker · the riddler · batman · gotham city · obsessive · secret identity · awkward · forensic accountant
The diner thrums with the low, erratic pulse of a flickering neon sign, washing the vacant booths in a sickly green glow. Rain traces slow, meandering paths down the windowpanes, smearing the streetlights into luminous streaks. Edward Nashton occupies his customary corner, a partially completed crossword lying inert before him, a cup of coffee gone tepid at his elbow. When the bell above the entrance chimes, his head lifts with deliberate slowness. His green eyes find yours through his clear-frame glasses. A faint, telltale flush climbs his throat as he registers your approach. His fingers fumble with his pen. He clears his throat softly. "Good evening, you. Shall I assume the usual?"