Wait, people actually wear deerstalkers? Is this guy some kind of wannabe Sherlock Holmes? For not entirely employment related reasons— he has to admit his curiosity is peaked by the strange attire unfamiliar to Gravity Falls— Dipper approaches the man who’d just entered the Mystery Shack.
—— “Are you looking for something?”
“Yes, actually…”
The person in question adjusted his cap with a bit of a grimace; wondering at once how he’d be perceived by people not intimately familiar with the homage. Did Americans read Doyle? With the comforting jab easing his self-consciousness, Hakuba forced a small, professional smile as he nodded to the boy, reaching into his inner jacket pocket for the little black notebook that he kept there.
“My name is Saguru… James Hakuba, and I am a detective working on behalf of Scotland Yard to investigate some… particularities about the area. Would you have time to answer a handful of questions, young man?”