[Dean is wasting time in his office on the seventh floor, tilted all the way back in his chair and throwing pencils at the ceiling to see if he can get them to stick when the message comes in. He listens to it without activating his own side of the feed, because for all that he likes to jump in with both feet, even he's not stupid enough to jump into shark-infested waters for no reason without reconnaissance.
It seems like a throwaway joke. But the Marquis doesn't do throwaway anything. Dean sits silent and still, his latest pencil still wound back in his hand and ready to toss at the lead-pocked ceiling panel, considering. Finally he sits forward in the chair and clicks the video on, eyebrows raised.]
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It seems like a throwaway joke. But the Marquis doesn't do throwaway anything. Dean sits silent and still, his latest pencil still wound back in his hand and ready to toss at the lead-pocked ceiling panel, considering. Finally he sits forward in the chair and clicks the video on, eyebrows raised.]
Not the PG version. What's up?