“ In Narvin’s office. ” She replied bluntly, paying no attention to Ace’s defence. “ I have no idea why it was in there, I was under the impression you disliked him, and therefore would be spending less time in his offices. ” Please, Trey, try to tone down your sarcasm.
“Yeah, you’d think that, but for some reason I’m always being sent down to his office for some reason or another.” It couldn’t possibly be because she didn’t do as great of a job behaving herself as she really should. And it couldn’t possibly be because she had a really bad habit of mouthing off to everyone she was supposed to be working with.
“Thanks, I guess. You saved me from getting an earful again.” She cleared her throat, and put on her very best (and absolutely terrible) impression of the Coordinator. “Agent McShane! How many times have we told you not to blah blah blah, no fun allowed, blah blah blah--are you even listening to me, McShane?! ...You know how he gets.”
















