“Ah, well… sure. I’ve got some time to kill,” he answered after a moment of hesitation. While he knew Hakuba, he wasn’t sure how well Hakuba knew him. And the guy was smart. If he caught on that Shinichi and Conan had been the same person, there would be all kinds of hell to pay.
He actually wondered why Hakuba was so interested in speaking with him in the first place. They were both detectives obviously but that wasn’t necessarily grounds for conversation. He must want something, right?
“So your father is the Superintendent General, right? Does he have you working on something or did you just have a question?”
“Ah, no… I simply wanted to have a chance to meet you and get to know you a little better. I must admit, I’ve been anxious to-”
To what? To swap detective stories? Case files? Phone numbers? Well, he already had that. Uh.
“- to… establish a personal connection. Networking with colleagues, especially at our level, is very important…”
God, Hakuba felt stupid.
