“We should tell Simon before he finds out,” Blair whispered as they walked down the hall.
Jim darted a glance around him. “I hate to break it to you, Chief, but everybody knows by now.”
Blair rolled his eyes; he’d spent half the afternoon trailing after Jim and keeping his mouth tightly shut, and the role of faithful spaniel was starting to grate on him. “Jim, we weren’t gone for more than two hours. There’s no way - ”
Jim sighed. “You’ve spent way too long hanging around cops not to have figured out - ”
“Hey, lovebirds,” Rafe cooed as he went past them, waving a hand.
“ - what gossiping sons of bitches they are,” Jim finished.
-excerpt from
Something To Talk About by larmadeuse, which always makes me laugh, mainly because it's a) so true, b) so spot-on with the character voices.