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[agent_m0thman]

Normally, Dib will spend his lunch break reading a homework assignment or debating mainlining caffeine into his veins. Today, he's come down to the maximum security hall way.

He promised to visit and he brought a orange juice. And he also timed it to be before evening medications, so everyone should be awake.

Hello everybody!

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[edsidlemirth]

Eddie is, of course, in his cell. Today is not the greatest day. His treatment is beating him up, at the moment, so he's in bed, pretending to be asleep, in an effort to lure sleep close enough to catch some.

[agent_m0thman]

And now Dib will have a debate. Pretending or not, Eddie looks pretty asleep from this side of the glass. Dib can only assume it's the treatments fault, to the urge to let him sleep is strong.

But, Dib's here. To visit Eddie, with orange juice. If he's woken, the worst thing that will happen is he'll just say he'd rather go back to sleep. Which Dib is okay with.

Not much of a debate. Dib doesn't really have clearance to open the cell doors, but the guard at the end of the hall doesn't know that. So Dib will just open Eddie's cell, and move to set the juice on a flat surface before trying to wake Eddie.

[edsidlemirth]

Eddie hms and reaches for his glasses at the sound of the door opening, so... yeah, even if he was asleep, he's awake now. He looks over at Dib and smiles. "Hey, man. What's going on?"

[agent_m0thman]

That's good! Dib doesn't feel as bad that Eddie woke up that quickly.

"Hey. I came to visit and bring you some juice. I was just going to leave it if you wanted to sleep more.

[onlynothuman]

Simon will flag Dib down as he's leaving, tapping at the glass with the back of his hand. "Is it social hour?"

[agent_m0thman]

"It is, kinda. I'm on lunch." Dib will walk over to Simon's cell. He's not going to go in there, but he will walk up the glass and smile.

[onlynothuman]

"At this hour of night?" It's not long before dinner, for him. Or, meal#3-to-be-ignored. "You're always here."

[agent_m0thman]

"Well, the meal that comes halfway though my shift. They call it lunch." Dib shuffles his feet. "I worked a lot of overtime over the summer. I'll be here less now."

[myownluck]

Sad, but true: very often in here, visits from the orderlies are the highlight of the day. An unscheduled visit? That's like a party!

...I told you it was sad.

Harvey's in the middle of tearing the Lifestyle section of the Gotham Times into nice, neat, even strips, when Dib comes calling. He pauses, in the middle of the process. ""Who did what?" he asks pleasantly.

[agent_m0thman]

Dib is not stripping. It's not that kind of party.

"No one did anything, at least not today. How are you, Mr. Dent?"

[myownluck]

"Bored." Shocking. "Making another basket. If I ever get out of here, I'll have a business option readymade."

[agent_m0thman]

"'Bored' is a common answer. Seems silly they can't find more stuff to give you to do in your cells..." He can understand the not letting them out, but a tv outside the glass isn't going to let them escape.

Dib keeps himself from saying Harvey could call the shop 'Dented Baskets' or something equally kitschy. Because he has some taste and tact.