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[sassymaru]

[A few days after his little meeting with Nick, the good detective comes to the network... a lot more solemn.]

I suppose, with all the goings-on, it's rather selfish to ask for a distraction, isn't it?

[There's a quiet, rueful little laugh.]

I've received a temporary ban from my usual haunts so... well. I'm at something of a loss.

So tell me... what is it the rest of you do, to keep yourself -- ah -- preoccupied?

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[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Ahh. Must be serious if you're not goin' out looking fancy. That's easy to work with, though. I know of a pretty good burger joint. You like burgers?

[audio]

[sassymaru]

I know. I haven't dyed my hair all week.

Sure. Why not?

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Now that's just tragic.

Sounds good. I can be there in like twenty.

[audio]

[sassymaru]

Isn't it? I was going to go red and everything.

My hero.

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Like some kinda crazy tomato red or like ginger red?

Damn right, I'm some kinda knight in shining armor or some shit over here.

[audio]

[sassymaru]

The crazy sort of red.

So you are. Shall we find you a sword and shield as well?

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

And I wouldn't have it any other way.

Nah man knowing my luck I'd find some way to drop one or the other on my foot and that has a fifty percent chance of not ending well. Now where the fuck did I put my keys...

[audio]

[sassymaru]

That's remarkably sentimental of you.

A suit of armor then? [Pause.] Did you check your pants?

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Don't worry, it won't last.

[Sure enough, he does find his keys in his pocket]

...I like how we've only had like two dates and you already know more about what's going on in my pants than I do.

[audio]

[sassymaru]

As you wish.

... It's a perk of detective work. You notice where people keep their belongings.

That and, I rather like the view of your pants.

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Shit, I don't think I realized what I was getting myself into. Anyway, I'll be there in a bit.

[audio]

[sassymaru]

Do you regret it?

I'll locate pants.

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Not at all!

Pants might be a good idea. OKAY, I'm really leaving now!

[audio]

[sassymaru]

You have no idea how heartening that is to hear right now.

I'll be prepared.

[audio]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Aw, you.

OKAY, BYE.

[And Ray is on his way, probably not breaking any traffic laws. Maybe. (would you like to do action from here 8U)]

[audio]

[sassymaru]

Thank you.

[HOPEFULLY no major traffic laws.]

((also SURE))

[ACTION]

[synonymouswithdookie]

[Just speeding. This time. before long Ray is outside knocking obnoxiously on the door.]

[ACTION]

[sassymaru]

[He doesn't keep him waiting long, opening the door shortly after and letting him inside.]

[And looking incredibly relieved. But he's about as much of a mess as he'd implied. Good job, dude.]

I'm trying to find my shoes... just a minute.

[ACTION]

[synonymouswithdookie]

[Ray steps inside and shiiiit he doesn't want to leave the doorway because this place is WAY too nice for him and he doesn't want to track like dirt or something in]

No, it's cool, no rush.

...Really though this is way fancier than my place.

[ACTION]

[sassymaru]

Is it? It's looking a mess at the moment.

[And he's off and digging for a pair of matching shoes.]

You're welcome to sit, you know.

[ACTION]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Dude, no. You've seen my place. This is like 67% more fancy.

[Ray will DO THAT, making his way over to the nearest chair type thing, looking something like a cat trying not to get it's paws wet on a newly mopped floor.]

[ACTION]

[sassymaru]

Only sixty-seven? I'm clearly slipping.

[He's halfway up the stairs, to look under his bed for the missing shoe.]

[ACTION]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Well, it would be a hundred percent if you could keep better track of your shoes.

[Having already grown bored with sitting, Ray wanders over to the bottom of the stairs. Because spiral staircases kick ass.]

[ACTION]

[sassymaru]

You try having this many shoes and keeping track of them all.

[And no he's not going to take 'have less shoes' for an answer.]

[BUT! He manages to find the missing shoe, hopping back down the stairs and-- wow, hi there Ray, you moved.]

... It's not easy.

[ACTION]

[synonymouswithdookie]

Buddy, I have four pairs of shoes, and that's all I'm ever going to need.

[Whats up BOY Ray does what Ray wants]

No wait, technically it's only three pairs. My mom sent me this horrible pair of sandals that I'm almost certain were supposed to go to my little brother because they're a good five sized too big for me.