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[bettercallit]

☎ Call.
✉ Voicemail.
⌨ Text.
✔ Action.

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[bettercallit]

[ He's thinking so hard to come up with something he might consider stupid that it almost looks painful. ] Not seeing how anything that stupid could possibly exist.

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That's impressive.

[bettercallit]

What's impressive, sir?

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How terrible your standard is.

[bettercallit]

My middle name's shameless.

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I expected as much.

[bettercallit]

[ It's actually Francis, but he appreciates it not being mentioned. ] You know me, sir.

[debrief]

[ He knows. It's in your file. ] Sadly enough, yes.

[bettercallit]

[ He takes his eyes away from the window to look hurt at him. ] That's mean, and here I was thinking we were friends.

[debrief]

[ Just this look. ]

[bettercallit]

C'mon, Coulson, not the look. If I had shame, you'd never've been assigned to me.

[debrief]

I suppose that's true.

[bettercallit]

And we've got fond memories.

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Fond, Barton? [ They're definitely fond, but he's not making it that easy on Clint. ]

[bettercallit]

If we didn't die, then they're fond.

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Your standards, Clint. [ Just, shaking his head at him. ]

[bettercallit]

I've got lines, sir, but where's the fun in not crossing them?

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I'd have thought that's the point of having them.

[bettercallit]

You catch on quick. S'what I love about you.

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I'm sure. [ Keeping his reply light because otherwise he'll start thinking about love and clint and, well, it's far too soon for that. Maybe. ]

[bettercallit]

[ It still counts in the general sense, but a change of topic never hurts, especially to avoid thinking about Loki. ]

So, hey, did you meet the doppelgänger?

[debrief]

Yours? Yeah. [ Strangest thing. ]

[bettercallit]

Didn't know if to shoot him or hug him.

[debrief]

I hope you did neither.

[bettercallit]

It was difficult, sir, but I managed to restrain myself. Guy's handsome, though, gotta give it to him.