"Oh crap, Nate- NATE was looking for it!" Mihael burst. "Damn it!"

"I would appreciate it if... this person would cease calling me that," Near informed. "My name is Near."

Missy turned to look at the redhead and her brother for an explanation, her face bemused.

"Nate was having an asthma attack and went into closet, that's the last I saw." Mail offered.

"Same here." Mihael replied before pointing at Near. "This asshole came back out in his clothes."

"This person doesn't know me well enough to assume my personality," Near informed.

"...He certainly sounds like Near..." Misy informed before she glanced at Lawliet. After a moment she turned back to Near and began to examine him. "Looks like him, too..."

"A stunt double!" Mail burst.

"Why would Nate need a stunt double?" Missy groaned, before turning to Chester. "Do you still have a copy of the files Light's dad sent over when you were preparing for the first photo shoot for season two?"

She seemed like she was on to something.

"Of course, I don't throw anything away." Chester replied.

"So you can sell it later, right?" Mihael rolled his eyes.

Rolling her eyes, Missy followed the other back into his office. There was silence for a bit before she came out with him, holding three drawings.

"Look at this concept photo," She whistled, holding up the sketch for 'Near'.

"Hey!" Near cried, grabbing it and staring down at the picture in surprise. "This looks like Linda's drawings!"

Mail snorted and Mihael snatched the picture out of Near's hand.

"Damn, that's freaky uncanny." Mihael mumbled. "Okay, so what's your point Missy? This guy looks like Near, but we established that earlier."

"Uh... Mihael," Missy said, slowly. "My point is that this kid probably looks like Near because he is Near."

"What!?" Mihael burst.

"That's...beautiful man." Mail smiled lazily.

Missy stared at them for a moment before she reached up and pinched the bridge of her nose. "You do know that the characters in Death Note are based after real people... right?"

"What?" Mail, Mihael and Chester all asked in unison.

Slowly, Missy turned to look at Lawliet. "Weren't you supposed to tell them, sweetheart?" Her voice was somewhat cold, her eyes narrowed.

"...Light told me not to bother and I was having so much trouble adjusting everything to the script changes." Lawliet laughed nervously. "Then he wrote me out of the script completely."

"Mmhmm, and-" Missy paused, before turning. "Where'd the kid go?"