Melissa barely contains the urge to roll her eyes. Wow, Eriks. You're acting like she's never heard a lecture like this before. (She has, in fact. Many times. Several by her parents, which is far more embarrassing. You are not swaying her any.)
Instead of eye rolling, she opts for sarcasm, tilting her head back up to look at Karl with an incredibly deadpan expression. This is more for Eriks's sake than her boyfriend's. "Apparently, this is an office," she says flatly, "Of Justice. I had no idea."
She doesn't bother moving off the desk, just resting her head on it for now and sighing. Well, they're probably not going to be able to finish this, then. More reasons to distrust the FBI. Maybe she'll pass that along to Gerald, so they can work 'having some goddamn manners' into their intro pamphlets or whatever. "Yes, we're wearing pants, you baby. This wouldn't be a problem at all if you had knocked."
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Instead of eye rolling, she opts for sarcasm, tilting her head back up to look at Karl with an incredibly deadpan expression. This is more for Eriks's sake than her boyfriend's. "Apparently, this is an office," she says flatly, "Of Justice. I had no idea."
She doesn't bother moving off the desk, just resting her head on it for now and sighing. Well, they're probably not going to be able to finish this, then. More reasons to distrust the FBI. Maybe she'll pass that along to Gerald, so they can work 'having some goddamn manners' into their intro pamphlets or whatever. "Yes, we're wearing pants, you baby. This wouldn't be a problem at all if you had knocked."