http://fuckinpenguins.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] fuckinpenguins.livejournal.com) wrote in [personal profile] rawly 2011-04-03 02:57 am (UTC)

Thank you, Sonny! She appreciates that.

True, emotions can get you in a lot of trouble. Deb's had plenty of experience with that, truth be told. There have been more than a few times where she's said something she shouldn't have said to one of her superiors - telling off someone from the FBI comes immediately to mind.

But it's different, here. Sonny's not exactly your regular boss, and even though Deb is rarely anyone but herself, anyway, she's less - awkward around Crowbar people. There's less hesitation.

"Yep, those too," Deb agrees with a laugh.

Deb is not impressed with the man at the door. She lets Sonny do the talking initially, until the guy asks why he'd talk to them.

"Oh, I don't know," Deb says, grinning in a way that manages to be both friendly and potentially vicious all at once. "Maybe because if you don't, we're just going to stand here all fucking day anyway."

She folds her arms across her chest. "Seriously. Nothing the fuck else to do. So do you know anything, or not?"

Their patience, Chicago, let Sonny and Deb show you it.

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