32 Never Collaborate with Blaise Debeste

 “Never Collaborate with Blaise Debeste”
{Sung to the tune of “Never Smile at a Crocodile”
from Disney’s  Peter Pan)

[In the P.I.C. meeting room, Justine is alone as she organizes a few files to help Sebastian effectively handle the murder case of Horace Knightly. Sure, Sebastian may be a bit egotistical despite how… slow he is, but despite how irritating he can be, no one can deny that the boy pours his heart and soul into everything he does. So it’s only fair to Sebastian that Justine displays the same determination in regards to helping him formulate a case that sounds at least semi-competent.]

[But as Justine is busy looking over a few details, she is interrupted as Jill Crane enters the room.]

[“Ah, there you are, Judge Courtney. I’ve been meaning to talk to you,” Jill states,
closing the door behind her before walking over to her fellow P.I.C. member.]

[“About what?”  Justine asks, giving her colleague her full attention as she puts
down the file that she’s currently reading.]

[“It’s about your current partnership…” Jill scans the room,
making sure that no one else is present.“With the boy.”]

[“Sebastian?” Justine questions, cocking her head off to the side in confusion.
“I know that he may come across as a bit arrogant at times,
but he’s been developing as a prosecutor, albeit very slowly.”]

[“It’s not the kid I’m worried about, it’s you. By helping that kid
with this case, you’re getting dangerously close to his father.”]

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
No one can be friends with Blaise Debeste.
Don’t ever fall for his crocodile tears,
‘Cause his evil truly has no rivals or peers.

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
He’ll kill all you love with such great zest.
With him don’t have lunch, don’t have tea,
Say y’know, or y’see,
‘Cause there’s no soul in that devil known as Blaise Debeste.

[“I’m sorry. Isn’t that what we had in mind when we joined the P.I.C.?
We wanted to keep tabs on Blaise Debeste so that we could
finally acquire the evidence needed to bring him to justice.”]

[“Yes, we can’t avenge my beloved Jack without being in this den of evil,
but there’s such a thing as getting too close. It’s one thing to attend meetings
and talk about legalities with that weepy crocodile, but it’s a whole different
story when you’re rubbing elbows with his mentally-challenged
demon spawn. Blaise Debeste is like black hole- devoid
of light and ensures that anything that gets too close to him is never seen again.”]

[“Ok, now you’re overreacting.” Justine nonchalantly states with a stoic expression.]

[“Am I? Am I!?” Jill angrily exclaims with wide, unblinking eyes.
“Jack had no relationship to Blaise whatsoever, yet he ‘disappeared’
simply because he was in the wrong place at the wrong time!
You’ve seen how that psychopath treats his own son, so what makes you
think he won’t make you ‘disappear’ the second that
little idiot completely botches everything up?”]

You can be stoic, no debate,
And in intellect so very first-rate,
But there’s sometimes a special case, I shall place,
To act on emotion.

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
So many people disappear because of Blaise Debeste.
Don’t lower your guard around that shark-toothed grin,
‘Cause that husk of a man is only filled with sin.

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
Or under a car, you’ll surely be appressed.
Don’t trust that maniac, just run,
Watch your back, not his son,
‘Cause there’s not one shred of remorse in Blaise Debeste.

[“Sebastian may be a bit of a slow learner, but he always puts 101 percent
of his mind and body into whatever task he’s given.” Justine retorts with a fierce glare.
“That’s why I’m here- to organize the evidence and facts of the case in a
way that will allow for Sebastian to succeed.”]

[“Trust me, Courtney; you’d be better off just chucking those files out the window.” Jill scoffs.
“The only thing that kid is ‘the best’ at is obfuscating the truth. For all you know, Blaise
is using his son to spy on you, just as you’re using
the kid to get information on him.”]

[“Sebastian can’t remember what a metal detector is. Do you honestly expect him to
relay coherent information to his father? Not to mention, given the interactions
I’ve witnessed between the two of them, I find it hard to believe that Chairman Debeste
would trust his son’s findings even if they were spot-on.”]

[“Fine. If you want to play with fire by being that kid’s babysitter,
who am I to stop you…?” Jill lets out an exasperated sigh.
“But before I go, let me just give you a bit of advice…”]

Your cause might be just,
And feelings fill you with disgust,
But there’s sometimes a special case, I shall place,
To act on emotion.

For example:

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
No one ever wins when dealing with Blaise Debeste.
Don’t ever think he’s soft for being weepy,
‘Cause that guy’s got a thousand layers of insanity.

Never collaborate with Blaise Debeste,
He’ll treat you no better than the rest.
With him don’t laugh, don’t relax,
Don’t prepare for small talk, only attack,
‘Cause that bastard ensures things go well only for Blaise Debeste.