That sounded a bit more like the Jim he knew, but Harvey still teased a pinch to the man’s ass once he had his coat collected in arms, and hat topped back on his head. “I don’t mind… “ A playful wink and he took the stairs down to the bullpen, sauntering past blue collared cop’s desks with a brief glance back at Jim.
“You coming partner? I can hear happy hour calling my name from here.”
Basil straightened up with a clear of his throat as he turned around to grab ‘his’ coat from the back of his chair. Harvey seemed to be buying his act so far ad that in itself was all the convincing the shapeshifter needed to continue on his little charade. At least until the real Jim Gordon made an appearance but Jimmy seemed to be busy at the moment as far as Basil had observed during his---stalking was a strong word. Simple observations to improve his role as Jim Gordon.
“Sure am, Harvey,” he chuckled lightly as he followed after the other man, slipping his jacket over his arms as he left the precinct with Bullock. “Look at you, can’t even keep your hands to yourself for a minute~” He laughed out.