Oh gosh...Three more pages and a new thread ladies and gentlemen...
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Hang Out
Layout room
Speed: *hands over pictures*
Katie: Thanks.
Delko: *walks in* You guys have those photos?
Speed: Yeah and the black boxes.
Delko: Huh...
Speed: What?
Delko: They're green.
Speed: *rolls eyes*
Katie: They have black...On them.
Delko: No they don't.
Katie: Yes they do. Right there.
Delko: That's dark green.
Katie: It's black.
Delko: Dark green.
Katie: Um it's black compared to the other green colors.
Delko: Dark green.
Katie: Black!
Delko: Green.
Katie: It's black! Why are so many men colorblind! *slaps Speed* What color is that?
Speed: I'm not in this.
Katie: You are so. You...Rolled up sleeved, dress shirt wearing, hair spiked, stubbly man whore.
Speed: Excuse me?
Katie: Yeah that's right!
Speed: I'm a man whore?
Katie: Yeah.
Delko: *lifts brow*
Speed: *crosses arms*
Katie: HAHA WOW! Don't do that when your sleeves are rolled up.
Speed: *shakes head*
Delko: Alright so these...Blreen boxes should have all the data on them.
Speed: Blreen?
Delko: Well I'd call them black but then Katie would win, and they're green so I made a compromise.
Katie: Why does green get more of the word?
Delko: What?
Katie: BlREEN? If anything, it should be Grack.
Delko: That's not a very good word.
Katie: It is so.
Delko: It is not.
Katie: It is so. Grack is WAY better than Blreen.
Delko: If I had a planet, Blreen would kick Grack's ass.
Katie: No way. Grack would send it's intergalactic Grackens and kick some serious Gracken ass.
Delko: Blreens have bigger ships.
Katie: Gracks have bigger guns.
Delko: Blreens are telepathic and can change forms.
Katie: Gracks have multicolored eye power.
Delko: They can't have that.
Katie: Yes they can.
Delko: No they can't.
Katie: Why?
Delko: Because multicolored eye power is SO much cooler than being telepathic.
Katie: I know.
Delko: And it's not fair.
Speed: *rubs eyes* Alright can we just get back to the case and get off the Enterprise for two seconds?
Katie: We weren't on the Enterprise.
Delko: I liked Voyager.
Speed: Enough. This is a murder investigation not a convention.
Katie: ...
Delko: ...
Katie: ...Grack is still better.
Delko: NO IT'S NOT! BLREEN IS!
Speed: Stop talking, Eric.
Delko: No. She can't have it her way. It's my turn.
Katie: Ugh don't be so childish.
Delko: You're the one being childish. If you weren't such a fat pig, none of this Blreen Grack crap would have happened.
Speed: *shoves Delko against wall*
Delko: *frowns, punches Speed in the face*
Speed: *punches Delko*
Katie: *stares*
Delko: You son of a- *swings arm*
Speed: *ducks*
Delko: *hits wall* OW!
Speed: *grabs Delko*
Delko: Get off of me! *kicks Speed*
Speed: *punches Delko*
Delko: *shoves Speed against wall* You got some sort of leash yet?
Speed: I'm not the one who fights like an old woman.
Delko: *glares* At least I'm not married to some frigid bitch.
Speed: *kicks Delko*
Delko: *falls over table*
Speed: *grabs Eric by the shirt, starts punching him*
Katie: TIM!
Speed: *stops*
Delko: *staggers to other side of table* What's your problem?
Speed: I could really give a damn about what you say about me but don't talk about my wife like that.
Delko: Fine. *leaves*
Katie: You okay?
Speed: I'm fine.
Katie: ...Fine? You just beat the crap out of Eric.
Speed: I'm sorry.
Katie: You finished with the whole man thing now?
Speed: Yeah.
Katie: Great, let's get back to the case.
Speed: *nods*
TBC............