Flips her camera to him, glowing screen displaying a photo of him mid-movement. If it wasnβt for the mask, heβd look in the middle of a sneeze. Certainly not her best, but it is laughable.
Β« openly express her feelings, then sheβd say he was missed. βThese are actually πew jeans. Trish dropped them off yesterday.β Despite rejecting her offer earlier.
βIt goes in one ear and out the other with them.β
Her eyes rolled clockwise, distaste evident at the mention of ππππππππππ. He has the patience β she doesnβt. A fist worked better with these people. βGood luck,β she said, meeting his gaze. If she were one to Β»
He gently bumps his shoulder on hers, crossing his arms over his chest with a grin.
"Sometimes I need to leave the hoodie at home. I had a community meeting in Harlem. Gonna take their demands to the politicians. We can't win every battle with our fists, I guess."
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Thereβs a hint of a smile ββ almost as if she reciprocated his. Jessica lowered her camera, head tilted just slightly to the side.
οΏ½οΏ½Looking dapper today, Mr. Cage.β
Yeah, sheβs in a rare mood to tease.
Luke adjusts his finely crafted suit, pretending he wasn't aware of Jessica and her camera. Then he turns back and gives Jess a relaxed smile. The kind of smile that very few people are privy to.
"Hope I'm not a part of your latest case, P.I Jones."