[It's not at the desks, the cluster of Assistants is likely far less private than the sort of conversation Jon had worked up to was going to provide. So, Tim is sorting through some of the Unclassified box, digitizing what he can and making a small, small pile of the rare few that corrupt immediately after transcription.
So there he is, when the Head Archivist pops around the corner, a laptop across his knees and a sheaf of old files at his feet, and a thermos of coffee in hand. The first move is to hastily screw on the cap of the thermos before that lecture gets going.
The second is to close his mouth where his jaw had dropped a little.
Jon had been getting better. He really had. Hell, if he'd known sullen cops were his type, he'd have hooked him up ages ago.
So this... backslide into weird wasn't exactly welcome.]
Hullo boss, nice to see you. I've been having a great day. [The words are just pointed enough, each carefully enunciated as a normal people making normal greetings thing.]
And I am going to need SO much more explanation about that.
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Date: 2020-07-25 07:44 pm (UTC)So there he is, when the Head Archivist pops around the corner, a laptop across his knees and a sheaf of old files at his feet, and a thermos of coffee in hand. The first move is to hastily screw on the cap of the thermos before that lecture gets going.
The second is to close his mouth where his jaw had dropped a little.
Jon had been getting better. He really had. Hell, if he'd known sullen cops were his type, he'd have hooked him up ages ago.
So this... backslide into weird wasn't exactly welcome.]
Hullo boss, nice to see you. I've been having a great day. [The words are just pointed enough, each carefully enunciated as a normal people making normal greetings thing.]
And I am going to need SO much more explanation about that.