Mike Logan/WC: The Office/"What's your AIM?"
Mike Logan sat at his wobbly desk, tapping at his laptop. They were supposed to be searching Department databases but he’d been doing it so long his eyes were hurting from the strain and besides that, he was bored. He smiled to himself as an idea crossed his mind. He clicked on the AOL Instant Messenger icon on his desktop. He logged in and started tapping the keys again.
OfficerFeelgood: Hey, how’s it going?
The little box popped up on her screen as Carolyn heard the ping coming from her partner’s desk. She glanced over and rolled her eyes. He was immersed in his own screen, and the smile on his face told her he thought he was pretty damn clever. She typed out her own message, much quicker than his two-finger tap-tapping.
SecretAgentCaro: Is that seriously your screen name? What are you, twelve?
OfficerFeelGood: Yes.
SecretAgentCaro: Why am I not surprised?
OfficerFeelGood: It’s called creativity. Ooooh, a secret agent.
SecretAgentCaro: It’s better than a horny cop.
OfficerFeelGood: Hmmph.
SecretAgentCaro: You’re supposed to be working.
OfficerFeelGood: Last I checked, the database is running.
SecretAgentCaro: Aren’t you supposed to be watching it?
OfficerFeelGood: You and your technicalities.
SecretAgentCaro: That’s what I’m here for. LOL.
OfficerFeelGood: lol? Is that like lull, but misspelled?
SecretAgentCaro: Do you know nothing about computer-speak?
OfficerFeelGood: Do I *look* like I know about computer-speak?
SecretAgentCaro: Good point. LOL stands for Laugh Out Loud.
OfficerFeelGood: But I’m sitting across the room from you. And you didn’t.
SecretAgentCaro: Didn’t what?
OfficerFeelGood: Laugh out loud.
SecretAgentCaro: That’s not the point.
OfficerFeelGood: This is why I only use the computer for personal ads…
SecretAgentCaro: please tell me you’re kidding.
OfficerFeelGood: Uh, yeah. Gross.
On both of their screens, a box appeared. Mike read it out loud:
DetectiveGeek101 has invited you to join Buddy Chat.
“DetectiveGeek101?” Mike raised his brows as he scoffed. He glanced at Carolyn, and then at Bobby Goren who was sitting at his own desk, trying to be inconspicuous. Mike continued reading.
Make sure you know and trust your buddy before engaging in chat.
“Trust my buddy?” Mike raised his brows again. “Yeah, right.”
Carolyn rolled her eyes. “It’s just Bobby.”
“Exactly.”
But he clicked “Accept” anyway.
OfficerFeelGood has now entered “MCSisTheBest” chatroom.
DetectiveGeek101: Working hard, Logan, or hardly working?
SecretAgentCaro: He’s working the databases. Can’t you see?
OfficerFeelGood: Bite me, Goren. Did your partner pick your screen name?
DetectiveGeek101:…maybe.
SexyLexy: It’s not his fault he can’t be a genius and compute at the same time…
OfficerFeelGood: Sexy Lexy? What the hell?...Eames? Ew, this isn’t one of those…sex chats is it???!!
SexyLexy: Gahhh. No. Internet sting I did once with Vice and Computer Crimes. Never really use these things so I didn’t change it.
OfficerFeelGood: I’m sure.
SecretAgentCaro: Not all of us have to use the internet to get sex, Logan.
OfficerFeelGood: Hey! That was a JOKE.
SexyLexy: ROFL.
OfficerFeelGood: ruffle? Roof-el? what the hell?
DetectiveGeek101: It’s an acronym. It stands for “Rolling on the floor, laughing.”
OfficerFeelGood: But she’s not!
SecretAgentCaro:LOL.
OfficerFeelGood: And *you’re* not laughing out loud! I don’t GET IT.
DetectiveGeek101: You wouldn’t.
OfficerFeelGood: Oh, please. You only get it because Eames told you...
Just then, on all of their screens, another box appeared.
Bossman55: Detectives! Back to work!
There were sighs across the squad room and in the chat room:
DetectiveGeek101: pos!
SexyLexy: g2g!
SecretAgentCaro: ttyl!
OfficerFeelGood: Oh for the love of…
OfficerFeelgood: Hey, how’s it going?
The little box popped up on her screen as Carolyn heard the ping coming from her partner’s desk. She glanced over and rolled her eyes. He was immersed in his own screen, and the smile on his face told her he thought he was pretty damn clever. She typed out her own message, much quicker than his two-finger tap-tapping.
SecretAgentCaro: Is that seriously your screen name? What are you, twelve?
OfficerFeelGood: Yes.
SecretAgentCaro: Why am I not surprised?
OfficerFeelGood: It’s called creativity. Ooooh, a secret agent.
SecretAgentCaro: It’s better than a horny cop.
OfficerFeelGood: Hmmph.
SecretAgentCaro: You’re supposed to be working.
OfficerFeelGood: Last I checked, the database is running.
SecretAgentCaro: Aren’t you supposed to be watching it?
OfficerFeelGood: You and your technicalities.
SecretAgentCaro: That’s what I’m here for. LOL.
OfficerFeelGood: lol? Is that like lull, but misspelled?
SecretAgentCaro: Do you know nothing about computer-speak?
OfficerFeelGood: Do I *look* like I know about computer-speak?
SecretAgentCaro: Good point. LOL stands for Laugh Out Loud.
OfficerFeelGood: But I’m sitting across the room from you. And you didn’t.
SecretAgentCaro: Didn’t what?
OfficerFeelGood: Laugh out loud.
SecretAgentCaro: That’s not the point.
OfficerFeelGood: This is why I only use the computer for personal ads…
SecretAgentCaro: please tell me you’re kidding.
OfficerFeelGood: Uh, yeah. Gross.
On both of their screens, a box appeared. Mike read it out loud:
DetectiveGeek101 has invited you to join Buddy Chat.
“DetectiveGeek101?” Mike raised his brows as he scoffed. He glanced at Carolyn, and then at Bobby Goren who was sitting at his own desk, trying to be inconspicuous. Mike continued reading.
Make sure you know and trust your buddy before engaging in chat.
“Trust my buddy?” Mike raised his brows again. “Yeah, right.”
Carolyn rolled her eyes. “It’s just Bobby.”
“Exactly.”
But he clicked “Accept” anyway.
OfficerFeelGood has now entered “MCSisTheBest” chatroom.
DetectiveGeek101: Working hard, Logan, or hardly working?
SecretAgentCaro: He’s working the databases. Can’t you see?
OfficerFeelGood: Bite me, Goren. Did your partner pick your screen name?
DetectiveGeek101:…maybe.
SexyLexy: It’s not his fault he can’t be a genius and compute at the same time…
OfficerFeelGood: Sexy Lexy? What the hell?...Eames? Ew, this isn’t one of those…sex chats is it???!!
SexyLexy: Gahhh. No. Internet sting I did once with Vice and Computer Crimes. Never really use these things so I didn’t change it.
OfficerFeelGood: I’m sure.
SecretAgentCaro: Not all of us have to use the internet to get sex, Logan.
OfficerFeelGood: Hey! That was a JOKE.
SexyLexy: ROFL.
OfficerFeelGood: ruffle? Roof-el? what the hell?
DetectiveGeek101: It’s an acronym. It stands for “Rolling on the floor, laughing.”
OfficerFeelGood: But she’s not!
SecretAgentCaro:LOL.
OfficerFeelGood: And *you’re* not laughing out loud! I don’t GET IT.
DetectiveGeek101: You wouldn’t.
OfficerFeelGood: Oh, please. You only get it because Eames told you...
Just then, on all of their screens, another box appeared.
Bossman55: Detectives! Back to work!
There were sighs across the squad room and in the chat room:
DetectiveGeek101: pos!
SexyLexy: g2g!
SecretAgentCaro: ttyl!
OfficerFeelGood: Oh for the love of…