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[misterparker]

Parker's at a booth, hand hidden under the table, carefully.

He's drinking icewater and looks like company wouldn't be a bad thing.

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[song_tra_bong]

"Hey, you."

Mary Anne slides into the opposite side of the booth.

"How'd the job go?"

[song_tra_bong]

"Then we'll just have to be quiet about it."

She slips out of the booth just long enough to switch sides. Still can't quite see his hand like this, but it's obvious what's not going on.

She tilts her head, waiting.

[misterparker]

A raised eyebrow and then he takes out his hand. It's in a cast, blue and unwritten on.

Two broken fingers, but they don't want him moving anything in the area.

[song_tra_bong]

"Humans have twenty seven bones in the hand," she murmurs, almost like a recitation.

She runs a hand lightly over the cast. "When?"

[misterparker]

"Couple days ago."

Parker shrugs. Like it's no big deal. Explains why he wasn't drawing attention to it, really.

[song_tra_bong]

She knows a thing or two about casts you don't want people to notice.

Mary Anne nods.

"'Kay. Where?"

[misterparker]

"Where what?" Parker asks.

[song_tra_bong]

"Where'd you get it broken?"

No prizes for guessing question number three.

[misterparker]

"On a job," Parker lies smoothly, calmly, a little wryly. Like he really had been just a little too careless and had gotten it caught in the wrong place at the wrong time.

"Did something stupid."

[song_tra_bong]

It's a beautiful lie with perfect delivery. Damn near art.

She doesn't believe a word.

"I just bet."

[misterparker]

"Not really a good thing to bring home to the boyfriend," he says.

Mock waves, "Hi, honey, I'm home."

[song_tra_bong]

She laughs, the sound lacking any real humor.

"No, casts aren't much of a fashion accessory...Don't suppose you're gonna tell me what really happened, are you?"

[misterparker]

"Not unless you like secrets," Parker says.

[song_tra_bong]

"Secrets and I are well acquainted," she replies.

"Just to clarify--I can't tell anyone, ever, that I have any idea what the hell happened. That cover the bases?"

[misterparker]

"Patrick Bateman broke two of my fingers upstairs because he thought it'd be fun to watch."

[song_tra_bong]

She goes very, very still.

"...I don't suppose there was a revenge clause in that agreement of mine."