[Oh no you don't, cops can't stop him. Ken is going to answer his question even if it is purely out of disgusting nosy curiosity, not out of practical feeling.
The police stop him from entering the crime scene, 'You're not promoted here, sir' and all that other garbage.]
That's my shop, right over there! [Houston points to an establishment that isn't in fact at all his property, but they don't know that. Thanks to Ken he also knows what limits the police can be pushed...] You will unhand me!
[Marching over quickly to Ken's side, hands going around his shoulders.] Did you get my message?
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[Oh no you don't, cops can't stop him. Ken is going to answer his question even if it is purely out of disgusting nosy curiosity, not out of practical feeling.
The police stop him from entering the crime scene, 'You're not promoted here, sir' and all that other garbage.]
That's my shop, right over there! [Houston points to an establishment that isn't in fact at all his property, but they don't know that. Thanks to Ken he also knows what limits the police can be pushed...] You will unhand me!
[Marching over quickly to Ken's side, hands going around his shoulders.] Did you get my message?