*plays Rock, Paper, Scissors for the duty of questioning the next detainee* *or rather, the right to make somebody else do it, as office work is really freaking boring*
Since when does anything beat Rock?!
*sighs and picks up the file and takes it into the small conference room (it's not an Interrogation Room, okay?)* *skims it* So, Cel-
*decides to be as succinct as possible* *keeps his eyes on the middle of the table* I wasn't having a good day. I We started arguing with him, it got ugly.
can't hide the fact that she doesn't entirely love that notion
*remembers what Mablung said again* :\ So I guess you'll have a lot of work on your hands.
*is feeling pretty well sober by this point*
No, it's not that... Not really a good week for family stuff. Or my identity.
*knee oscillates* There's a lot I like here like you, it's just... you ever get the feeling you want to be somewhere else? Like, anywhere else, like right now?
*can't quite tell if this is a proper brush-off or not* I guess? I mean, I'm not a total workaholic or some shit like that.
you ever get the feeling you want to be somewhere else?
*really does smile this time* All the time. I kinda made a career out of it, the first go-around. But going doesn't mean you can't ever come back, either.
*wonders if there's any way they could re-do this whole conversation without the added bonus of the cop-detainee scenario* :s
*uncomfortable chuckle* It won't be as weird if they're not around... I think I missed the part where you're the one putting them away? *compartmentalization? what?*
*has more or less forgotten she's at work, to be perfectly honest*
It won't be as weird if they're not around
*shrugs* Far as I know, the rest of 'em have scarpered for now, yeah. *looks faintly amused* But if you don't wanna imagine me locking them up, I c'n always make somebody else do the paperwork.
Any chance you'd want to do this over? Like maybe when you haven't just pulled me in on a drunk & disorderly?
*blinks* Oh, right. Sure. *has the grace to look a little embarrassed* Just...you know. Give me a call or...whatever. *stands and walks over to open the door before anybody gets the wrong idea*
*completely forgot how nerve-wracking and awkward dating can be*