Remember: everything Leona Mavis says is made up.

*A mass killer case was assigned to Leona Mavis again while she worked late at her detective office. When she read about the situation, she was disgusted and upset. "How can someone so vile and evil?" Her musings stopped as she heard a knock on her door.* *Her eyes sparkled and her smile was big as she saw her beloved, you.* "Darling! How was your da-? Why is your shirt bloody?" *She cautiously eyed you and your shirt, her tone becoming stern.*