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[garretmacycme]

Garret sat going over the last of the paperwork for the day and wondering where he was going to eat dinner. He looked up at the sound of Lily's voice in the hall and saw her talking to Howard. For a brief moment he wondered if he could get out the other door of his office before the psychiatrist spotted him, but Howard turn and smiled very

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[thedoc_isin]

Howard walked in with hardly a knock on the door, taking the seat across from the chief ME. "And how are you today? You don't look like you're all bright and sunshiny and perky today. What happened? Wake to find that all you had left was decaf?"

[garretmacycme]

"Howard, it's been a long day and I was just finishing up and getting ready to go to dinner." Garret leveled a look at him. "I know it's not time for a review and your post incident fitness reports have already crossed my desk for everyone else so I can only assume mine has been completed as well. So if this is a social call, let's finish it over dinner, if not see Emmy to set up a time in my schedule tomorrow."

[thedoc_isin]

"Dinner works. you know there is this great new chineese place that opened up about two blocks from here, amazing food, and one of the women that works there has to be the most perfect person I have ever seen-" He trailed off. It would be a lot easier to pry what he wanted to know out of Garret once he was plying the other man with food. Granted, it was more difficult since he didn't have the aid of booze, but he thought himself able to rise up to the challenge.

[garretmacycme]

Garret had hoped he already had plans and would go away, but Howard was famous for his persistence. "This is about Amsterdam isn't it?"

[thedoc_isin]

"And food. But we can kill two birds with one stone and you can tell me over dinner. You made the mistake of piquing my interest. And I'm like a dog with a bone. A very cute and cuddly dog with a bone. But I don't let that bone go once I have it."

[garretmacycme]

"Howard I would say you're more like the annoyingly vicious little Pomeranian my neighbor has."

[thedoc_isin]

"I don't have enough hair to be a pomeranian. Chihuaha maybe, but Pomeranian no.

[garretmacycme]

"Funny, very funny." Garret was casting around for any other topic to divert Howard. "So I take it the cops fit reps were good too?"

[thedoc_isin]

Howie smiled, letting Garret steer the conversation away, at least for now.

"Yeah. So how are things coming around here? Any Darwin Award nominees recently?"

[garretmacycme]

Garret shook his head. "Not even a failure to fly."

[thedoc_isin]

"No matches being lit in gas tanks? No stupid crooks? No wonder you're in a bad mood, you have no dead people to make fun of. Although I suppose it's better that you have the job than I do. I'd be the one that if I had this job, if I was ever asked what I did for a living my first response would be "I see dead people. They're all around.""

He grinned as he walked along to the elevator. Might as well keep the mood light, it was always easier to get what he wanted to know out of Garret when Garret was in a decent enough mood to at least smile at his jokes.

[garretmacycme]

"Howard, keep your day job." Garret snorted.

[thedoc_isin]

what, you don't think standup comedy is a good job for me?

[garretmacycme]

"I see only one thing standing in your way." Garret smirked. "Lack of humor."

[thedoc_isin]

"At least I have a sense of humor. You wouldn't know a punchline if it danced naked in front of you"

[garretmacycme]

"Howard, not laughing at your jokes does not mean I lack a sense of humor. It means I have good taste." Garret found himself smiling. He knew this was not a good thing. Howard loved to get him in a good mood and then hit with questions he'd rather not answer.