007 [Video]

[consultcriminal]

[Jim's singing . Yeah. Singing. The communicator's on his desk, revealing his room- which is pretty basic, actually. Jim's off to the side, singing Tik Tok. There's music coming from his laptop and he suddenly ~appears~ out of nowhere, singing over the music. No. He's not a good singer. And he's not trying to be. It's just Kesha...]

And the dudes are linin' up cuz they hear we got swagger.
But we kick 'em to the curb unless they look like Mick Jagger. [He turns the music down and gives the barge a very serious look.]

Does this girl even know what Mick Jagger looks like? That man is hideous. Come on now, ladies. If you're going to drunkenly stumble into a man's bed, you should at least...phone a friend.

[He sighs a bit and collapses into his chair, suit and all.]

It feels so good to be myself again. Who wants happiness when you can be me...all the time?

[Note slipped to Eddie B.]

I saw your little display. I'm quite impressed, though I'm sure your filters have been taken away. You can leave any return notes in the usual place.

-M

[Private to Sherlock]

[Time for weekly dose of stalker.]

Are you ignoring me? You could hurt my feelings.

[Private to Nygma]

If you can get my file from Bruce, you can have it. I have no access to it.