Steve McGarrett (
grenadesandohana) wrote2021-07-02 09:45 am
Agnes's Stakeout House of Porcelain Kitty Doom, Honolulu
So Steve and Danny had been in this doily-covered grandma nightmare for a couple of days now. They'd discovered a huge bag of weed in the kitchen cabinet that belonged to a brain trust named Ricky (who'd unlocked the door to take care of Mr. Pickles, seen Steve and Danny, and thought he'd let himself into the wrong apartment), watched their suspect do extremely boring at-home things, and sniped at each other.
Now Steve was putting away the remains of their Indian takeout dinner (that Danny was huffy about for reasons that completely escaped Steve's understanding) as the surveillance equipment picked up the sounds of conversation. "Isn't that the jewelry store owner?" he asked, frowning.
[OOC: For the partner!]
Now Steve was putting away the remains of their Indian takeout dinner (that Danny was huffy about for reasons that completely escaped Steve's understanding) as the surveillance equipment picked up the sounds of conversation. "Isn't that the jewelry store owner?" he asked, frowning.
[OOC: For the partner!]

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"Looks like," Danny said, frowning out the window to watch them. "Whoa!"
Watch them immediately kiss, looked like.
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Young love, probably.
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"Turn down the audio?" he added, wincing. The women really were quite enthusiastic.
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And he honestly meant it! In case they discussed the robbery and or attempted murder.
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Helpful, Daniel.
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He'd just...sit here on a sofa listening to amateur porn next to Danny. Very normal, very cool.
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"Look at this," Danny said after silence had settled in for a bit. "You're an Executive personality type."
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Ugh, the book.
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Which all fit Steve pretty spot on.
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That was training, Steven.
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Oh, that wasn't passive aggressive at all. Or just flat out aggressive, really.
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Oh, Steve. You're going to get a porcelain kitty chucked at your head.
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