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[broughtthegirl]

Zachary Hale  12/16/17 near Recolle

Starting this by saying the name on my damn profile is wrong. And yeah, already contacted technical support.  Anyway, the name's Booker DeWitt. Not exactly a fan of social networking, but plenty people use this, right?  I work for Recolle Metro as a Detective, but I'm extending my services to Private Eye work. Spread the word, give me a call, whatever piques your interest. Got ten years of experience and rates are fair.  Direct message me for questions or details.

Comments

[broughtthegirl]

When am I ever sarcastic?

[originallutece]

Name one instance in which you've ever been sincere.

[broughtthegirl]

Visited your ungrateful behind during your damn conference.

[originallutece]

First of all, phrase that differently next time.

Second of all, that was a mutually beneficial moment, and while enjoyable, not actually an instance of sincerity.

[broughtthegirl]

Wasn't I the one who treated you to dinner most of that week?
How's that not sincere?

[originallutece]

[. . .]

This is not an argument we're having here.

[originallutece]

It was dinner as a means to an end.

[broughtthegirl]

We're not having this argument here, yet here you are putting the tracks down for it.
Just saying, I'm not conducting this train.

[originallutece]

Because if I /don't/ you're forever going to count it as a win.

[broughtthegirl]

You're assuming I don't already?
It's like you don't even know me, Ros.

[originallutece]

How on earth is that a win for you. It's not even a proper argument, you can't simply cite things like that.

[broughtthegirl]

Because it's been damn near four years, and you're still as reactionary as you were the day we met.

[originallutece]

Nonsense. You're infuriating; anyone with a lick of sense would react.

[broughtthegirl]

I wouldn't be so sure.
This kid commenting on my post says I'm pretty competent.

[originallutece]

Oh, well, if you've a child backing you up . . .

[broughtthegirl]

Boy, it really /is/ no wonder you're a taken woman.

[originallutece]

Sorry, is that meant to be an insult?

[broughtthegirl]

You'll take it how ever way you want to, Ros. You always do.

[originallutece]

[A little pause, then.]

Are you still coming by tonight?

[broughtthegirl]

Sure.
Just wrapping up at the precinct. I'll head over in about 30.
That good?

[originallutece]

Yes. Bring dinner, unless you want a pizza; it's far too cold for me to go out again.

[broughtthegirl]

It's /your/ turn for that, you know.
Fine.
What are you hungry for?

[originallutece]

Italian, if you want, though in deference to the fact it /is/ my turn, I'll let you choose your heart's desire.

[broughtthegirl]

You know it'll be burgers in that case, right?

[originallutece]

I'll learn to live with it for an evening.