No comments? I'll have to do something about that. Though comedy + my fic aren't the best of mixes...
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But Rich had a plan. It didn’t take him long to think it up, either. He summarised it as quickly as he possibly could to Alo, all the while rummaging in his backpack for a specific something. There wasn’t much he needed. Just a Swiss Army knife and something else. Alo’s jaw dropped when he saw two yellow gloves dangling in front of his nose.
“Rubber gloves? Who the fuck carries rubber gloves with them?”
“Me,” Rich responded promptly.
“Why?”
“In case I need to do some washing up.”
“Yeah, but why?” Alo repeated, still completely bemused.
“I have eczema.”
“Oh.”
And the Mentalist section...
Quickly, she bid farewell to Hightower, wanting to get on the move as soon as possible. In a matter of seconds, she was already calling Jane.
“Ah, Lisbon. So you miss me already?”
“Shut up.”
“Well it’s a little hard to have a conversation with you on the phone if I…”
“You’re a jinx, I swear. We have a case.”
“How nice,” Jane replied somewhat primly. “You only ever call to let me know people are killing each other or that we’re about to catch a murderer.”
“Whatever,” Lisbon answered in response, knowing full well that he was exaggerating the situation on purpose. “How soon can you be here?”
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But Rich had a plan. It didn’t take him long to think it up, either. He summarised it as quickly as he possibly could to Alo, all the while rummaging in his backpack for a specific something. There wasn’t much he needed. Just a Swiss Army knife and something else. Alo’s jaw dropped when he saw two yellow gloves dangling in front of his nose.
“Rubber gloves? Who the fuck carries rubber gloves with them?”
“Me,” Rich responded promptly.
“Why?”
“In case I need to do some washing up.”
“Yeah, but why?” Alo repeated, still completely bemused.
“I have eczema.”
“Oh.”
And the Mentalist section...
Quickly, she bid farewell to Hightower, wanting to get on the move as soon as possible. In a matter of seconds, she was already calling Jane.
“Ah, Lisbon. So you miss me already?”
“Shut up.”
“Well it’s a little hard to have a conversation with you on the phone if I…”
“You’re a jinx, I swear. We have a case.”
“How nice,” Jane replied somewhat primly. “You only ever call to let me know people are killing each other or that we’re about to catch a murderer.”
“Whatever,” Lisbon answered in response, knowing full well that he was exaggerating the situation on purpose. “How soon can you be here?”
“How about now?”
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