“Sorry, Lenny, didn’t mean to offend your virgin ears.”
“The ears’re all I’ve got left, in that department."
“Neighbors say they were a real romantic couple...only started going out.”
”Maybe we need to look somewhere else then.” Lenny said. “Usually this kind of anger takes years.” Logan shot his partner that irritating raised eyebrow look.
“Experience really is the best teacher on that, Mike. You change girlfriends like sweatsocks. You’ll probably never know.Poor boy.”
“You know as well as I do the neighbors only know what affects them. A whole lot of ‘incidents’ have to happen before the cops come. You know that.”
”But you’re not bitter. OK, let’s talk to Romeo.”
SUNNYDALE HIGH SCHOOL LIBRARY
“Rupert Giles?” Briscoe said. “Detectives Briscoe and Logan, Sunnydale Police.”
“One moment, Detectives.” Giles returned to his conversation with a shapely brunette.
“I’m sorry, but this really is urgent. About the Calendar murder...” Logan cut in.
“That is totally awful. But I still can’t believe he’s making me pay the fine.” The brunette said.
“Fine?” Briscoe asked.
“On the philosophy book I use to pick up college guys.”
“In my day it was Langston Hughes.”
“Poetry. That must have been a long time ago. No offense.”
“How could I possibly be offended by that?”
“That is totally awful. But I still can’t believe he’s making me pay the fine.” The brunette said.
Oh, brava! Cordy vs. Lenny should be amusing.
It feels weird to write this. No interior monologues. No assasination chatter. No Cavalier confessions. No Jesuits(I take that back...McCoy's got that story. He just doesn't talk about it like FP.)
“How could I possibly be offended by that?” Lenny asked sardonically.
“Well, some people have the crazy idea I don’t have any manners. That I just shoot my mouth off anywhere, but when it’s important, I have manners, like I don’t remember your name, Detective...”Miss Chase had decided Lenny meant that straight. She aimed a dazzling smile at Logan.
“Logan. Like Boston Airport,.
” Briscoe couldn’t believe it. His partner had to know how young this girl was, but he was still pulling out the crooked smile bit.
“Excuse us,” Lenny said.
“What? Why are you busting my hump?”
“You just can’t stop yourself, can you?”
“ I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
”Well, I’ll just be here to make sure “hump” stays a noun, if you get my drift. I’ll talk to Lolita the Next Generation, you interview Giles.”
Logan went off into the back with the librarian. Briscoe sat at one of the tables with Miss..Chase, it said on her I.D.
“Where’s Detective Logan?”
“I sent him out to prevent a felony.”
”That’s good, I guess. What was I saying?”
“Talking about your manners,’ Lenny said, dryly.
“Right. Giles doesn’t know everything. I mean, sure, he’s English, but he’s also Secret Life Guy. I wouldn’t call that classy.”
“Whoa. Secret life? What kind?”
”It’s this whole big thing...he’s Buffy’s Watcher, and teaches her how to catch monsters and be a big freak. He gets hit in the head a lot though...I guess he’s better at the bookwork part."
I am loving this, erika! You have Lenny's voice down perfectly.
It's cause I'm so feminine and trusting.
I don't think even Lenny's ears are virgin.Do you?
