Kate propped the tablet up on the counter and flipped it on, waiting for the red light to come on before she backed up to speak. Behind her can be seen a long conference table in a windowed room, and through the window, what is obviously a library
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While he had offered up the room in the library, Kate was the one running this show. He had taken a seat a few down from where she was, determined to let this meeting remain professional. Spencer stirred his coffee with a plastic straw, then gazed up at her.
"Do you have any specific agenda for this meeting?"
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After helping himself to a sprinkled doughnut, Jason heard the question from the only other male who was currently occupying the room. He stood next to him, not bothering to sit down and leaned against the table. "Hold your horses, bud. You gotta figure out who you've got before runnin' down the bad guys." He takes a bite of the doughnut, giving Reid a meaningful raise of the eyebrows. He doesn't notice the cluster of sprinkles that falls onto his jeans and the floor below.
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"We've got a pretty good idea who we've got, and we're not even sure if there are bad guys."
She looked him over and raised her brows.
"And you are?"
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When Kate asks the question, Jason stands up straight and offers her his free hand in greeting. "Jason Stackhouse, ma'am. Bon Temps, Louisiana police force."
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She glanced down at his hand, then shook it firmly.
"Detective Kate Beckett, NYPD."
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"Is that what you'd prefer to be called? Detective?" If he's going to fit in here he wants to know the correct protocol. Not everyone has as relaxed standards as Sheriff Bellefleur.
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"Beckett's fine. Or Kate. What would you like to be called?"
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"Just Jason's fine by me. My sister's around here too and it might get confusing."
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"We don't exactly have anyone to run down yet..."
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He takes another bite and a few more of the sprinkles fall. Good thing he didn't bring up littering.
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"The only cars I've seen so far belong to the Extras and they never speed or do anything that could be considered breaking a law..."
Spencer looked Jason up and down. He didn't seem like a cop at all.
"I don't think we've met..."
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He quickly polishes off the last of his doughnuts and wipes his hands on his jeans before offering a handshake. "Jason Stackhouse."
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"Dr. Spencer Reid.... are you an officer?"
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"Damn right I'm an officer," he says, visibly appraising Spencer and wondering what he did to deserve this reaction. "What're you a doctor of?"
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