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[onlyhearmusic]

[a lyrical hum cuts in, almost as if someone didn't know what they were doing]

"Leave yer message."

[oh. no, he knew. he just didn't care. the beep comes after another brief humming stops.]

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[onlyhearmusic]

That mean he has ta rein you in from time ta time?

[Still smiling, still amused.]

[makethestory]

[ Someone likes restraint metaphors. ]

Never.

But we can cover more ground handling different aspects of an investigation.

[onlyhearmusic]

[An almost imperceptible flicker of disappointment across his features. He tilted his head again as he continued to smile.]

Of course. You work together ta finish tha job. Quickly, efficiently, thoroughly.

[makethestory]

Not really our MO.

We got called in for the cases no one else could crack.

[onlyhearmusic]

...well, that just makes ya sound incompetent. [Till she tacked on that second part.] Shoulda just led with tha second part and let tha competency speak fer itself.

[makethestory]

I'm not really concerned about impressing you. I just like being clear.

[onlyhearmusic]

I'd work on yer delivery, lass.

[Trying to impress someone or not, if clarity was what she wanted that was not quite it.]