Case #42: Video

[19centconstable]

[George is in his room, but out of his uniform. There's a very small pin in the lapel of his grey suit. It probably looks like the outline of a star, or a diamond. It isn't either.]

I thought I might ask, since we've gained so many new faces, if anyone else on board has ever rolled their trouser leg?

[And apparently that confusing query is not all George has for you this evening.]

Also, I do keep thinking about those ninjas we had. It's a shame they were so, well, unfriendly, and that they had to be disappeared so suddenly. We might have learned so much from them, and their ways.

[George gazes dreamily off, perhaps imagining a world where people and ninjas live together in pajamas and harmony.]

On the other hand, I suppose it is for the best that they didn't stick around. There were simply far too many of them. Our hallways would have been crowded with them. They might have taken to busking.

Comments

[19centconstable]

[He was sympathizing!]

I do understand a bit, why she felt she had to, I suppose. Be a man, I mean. I just wish it weren't so. I think a woman ought to be able to do anything a man can, because, well, they can. I've seen them. Tess...Miss Moffat was able to capture a suspect as easily as any constable on the force, and she had a dress on at the time.

[scentbombed]

[...Okay, she's less mad. But it still comes out dry as a bone when she says:] Imagine that.

[19centconstable]

Quite a lovely dress, actually.

But that's...not important.

[scentbombed]

Not really, no.

[He's being all... George-like, and it's getting on her nerves. She folds her arms and sighs.] I have a man's job, you realize.

[19centconstable]

Yes, but there are lady private detectives.

[And then George looks uncomfortable because he said "lady private".]

[scentbombed]

Yes, but there are no privates here, George. I'm an officer, just like you.

[In fact, she'd be his superior officer if they worked on the same force, HOW ABOUT THAT?]

[19centconstable]

Yes, Captain. There...are no...privates...

[He may need to take a bath after this conversation.]

[scentbombed]

[Usually, she's on top of these things and generally says them entirely on purpose, but this was not one of those times. Now that she hears it coming out of his mouth, she winces.]

Right.

I'm just going to... [Yeah, she's going. BUT SHE'S STILL MAD SHE CAN'T JOIN YOUR CLUB, George.]