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[fucking_khakis]

*throws a punch at the first man to walk by*

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[a_life_of_ennui]

*Blinks and stares*
You are rather intriguing, Mr. Durden.

[fucking_khakis]

Better intriguing than boring.

[a_life_of_ennui]

Yes, of course. I did intend it as a compliment.

[fucking_khakis]

Well fuck me, don't get those very often. Compliments that is.

*also hands him a "Paper Street Soap Company" business card*

[a_life_of_ennui]

*Takes it and puts it in his pocket, then holds out a card with his name, profession and address for Durden to take.*

No, I suppose you wouldn't.

[fucking_khakis]

*takes the card and squints at it for a moment before putting into his pocket, extracting a cigarette and lighter from another pocket*

Detective. Guess I don't want to get on the wrong side of the law with you around.

*lights his cigarette up and takes a long drag*

[a_life_of_ennui]

*Takes out a cigarette and lights it as well.*

Not at all. While I am a detective, I am decidedly under the law. Or above it. One of those two.

And as it stands now, I am hardly in the employ of anyone. There have been one or two matters which have taken me away in the past weeks. One involved a bit of intrigue at the docks, and a second involved a rather curious case of breaking and entering.
Sadly, however, it seems that crime is to a standstill. I find myself quite without a thing to do..
*Looks sad.*