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I'd say about fifty-fifty. You know Sweeney? When I took the job, he had been running inventory for...hell, for months now. He was a well-oiled machine. As far as I'm concerned, it's stupid to fix something that isn't broken. So I slid in there, adapted to his system, and we've been running smoothly ever since.

And of course I'd distract you. I'm a wonderful distraction.

And I'm immune to your charms, Slick.

Nobody's immune to my charms, Little Miss HIPPA. [ Which he knows has even less to do with law enforcement that CSI, but he's doubling down on being a shit. And without hesitation, he gets a stupid though and decides to act on it. Keeping his tone smooth, Dorian muses, ] Or Little Miss BOFA? I'm not sure which would be a better nickname.

... Bank of America?

BOFA. You know, bow-fa. Surely you've heard of that before!

[ Please please please take the bait. ]

No...? What does it mean, bow-fa what?

Bofa deez nuts.

[ There's a pause before Dorian lets out a very immature giggle. ]

Ohhh Christ, I've been hanging out with Roman too much. This really isn't my sort of joke. But you left it wide open!

That's worse than Eiffel-tier. I mean that as an insult. Also? Just proving my point.

I can pass for twenty. I've hung out with a lot of stupid young men. Beautiful, obviously. But nothing between the ears.

You learn all the terrible jokes that way.