just a moment [rp thread for work_with_it]

[take_mychances]

Dalia knocked on the door of Andrew's office

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[work_with_it]

James Gordon's partner rolled his eyes as James made a quiet excuse and slipped away from the car. Granted, his partner couldn't blame him. Marking cars parked too long outside City Hall was hardly glamorous, but... Well, that boy was going to end up getting himself shot if he kept barking up that tree. After all, he knew why Gordon had ducked away.

He'd heard the news already. The deputy Press Secretary wasn't going to be tried. He'd made a plea bargain, rolled completely on the shooter. He wouldn't even have a probation officer. The justice system was screwed, and James knew it.

He slid onto the bench beside Dalia and smiled a little at her. "How was work?" he asked.

[take_mychances]

"Where'd you come from?" Although Dalia was slightly startled, she found herself glad to see James.

[work_with_it]

"It's a metered lot," James said, chuckling a bit. "Guess who gets to go around checking the meters today."

[take_mychances]

"Fun for you," Dalia smiled slightly, still not answering his initial question.

[take_mychances]

Dalia arrived at the bar changed out of her work clothes, in jeans and a blouse, hair down. As she waited for James, she ordered a cocktail.

[work_with_it]

James arrived shortly after, having changed into his own casual clothes. He saw Dalia and approached, ordering a rum and Coke as he sat down.

[take_mychances]

"Hey," Dalia smiled, then took a sip of her martini.

[work_with_it]

"Hey," James replied, smiling back.