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[fanofthegenre]

Beckett has a look of extreme dislike on her face as she walks (no, strides) into the Bar tonight

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[trigger_man]

"Rough day?" Jack asks, cocking an eyebrow at her as he slides onto a nearby barstool

[fanofthegenre]

"You have no idea," she groans, staring at the dark glass of her beer bottle.

And, for a minute, it seems like that'll be the end of things - until she whirls toward him.

"She's out of control, Jack. She looks like me, talks like me. She's writing on my murder board. She's drinking my coffee," Beckett hisses.

[trigger_man]

"Back up a second," Jack says, holding up a hand to stop her tirade. "Who's out of control?"

[fanofthegenre]

"Natalie Rhodes," Beckett mutters, in a tone that could be classified as slightly venomous.

"She's - they cast her to play Nikki Heat, and she's been shadowing me to try and get in character - you know, for the role - and I thought it was a perfectly harmless idea until she started taking over my life."