This one is for the ladies... And some of the dudes, I guess.

[dial_a_psychic]

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Comments

[det_lassiter]

Why is Vecchio at the front more than me?

(ooc: Mun is finding the vid really, really distracting....)

[r_vecchio]

Hah, sucker.

[det_lassiter]

What?

[r_vecchio]

You after some of the limelight there, huh?

[det_lassiter]

No. I don't need it.

(ooc: Hah! Señor Pantalónes del Fuego...)

[r_vecchio]

I think someone's jeeeeaalous and I think that someone is you.

[det_lassiter]

Of your inability to pull off sultry?

[r_vecchio]

I thought you were a detective.

[det_lassiter]

Why should I need to detect something that isn't true?

[r_vecchio]

Uh, duh, that's half our job, Lassiter. Besides, I wasn't going for sultry.

[det_lassiter]

What's the other half, and what were you going for?

[r_vecchio]

Do you know nothing about being a cop?

[det_lassiter]

Apparently not by your standards.

[r_vecchio]

Yeah, my standards are pretty high. Good job one of us reaches them. Since I'm such a generous guy, I'll tell you what the other half of our job is: to detect things that are true. I'm sure if you'd thought really, really hard, Lassie, you could have figured that out yourself. Then again...

[det_lassiter]

That's a schoolboy's definition of our job. Run along a play with Spencer now.

[r_vecchio]

Well, I had to make sure you could understand it, didn't I?