Trooper Station, Friday

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Reports, reports, reports. Ray had a hell of a lot to catch up on, still, and he wasn't gonna enjoy it.

He also wasn't looking forward to the first time he had to write one of these... a thought that lasted him until the complaints about yesterday's assault-by-painted-rock started pouring in.

He needed way, way more coffee to deal with this.

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"Good Morning, Detective," Dale said cheerfully as he went to the coffee machine. "And how are you doing this morning?"

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"Busy, Cooper," Ray shot back, leaning into the phone while he made some notes. "Damn rocks."

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Dale chuckled. "I thought the only damage they did were make you change color."

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"Yeah, Mr. Nahee-- Naha-- could you spell that out for me? Uh huh." He shoved the phone up against his shoulder for a minute. "People need a hobby."

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"Well at least they aren't focusing on the drama from last weekend," Dale pointed out.

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"... Tell me I don't have to write a report about that," Ray muttered, "Tell me that, Cooper." He held up the phone to his ear. "Yeah... So what was the size of the--? Right."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"You don't have to write a report on that, Detective," Dale said hiding a smirk. "Unless someone calls to complain about it."

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"Good. Thanks." Whether that was to Cooper or to the guy on the phone, eh, they could figure it out. "Yeah, we'll put it on file, the, uh, Fandom PD thanks you for taking the time," he hung up, "Yada yada yada."

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"Another satisfied customer?" Dale joked.

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"They better be," Ray said, disdainfully, staring at the stack of incomplete paperwork on his desk. "What's up?"

He was daring the phone to ring again. Daring.

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"Oh not much," Dale replied. "Just thought I'd check to see how you were getting along and perhaps get to know you a little better."

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"I was busy," Ray informed him, pushing away from the desk, "Now I'm on my coffee break. That's me, gettin' along."

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Dale shook his head in amusement. "So you've settled in fairly well here?"

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"I got a chair, I got coffee," he replied, lifting his mug, "I got a bunch of jojos whining about paint coming down from the sky, but all in all, yeah, I'm settled."

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"Good," Dale said. "So you've found an apartment and everything?"

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"Yeah. Fraser set me up at the, uh, MHA." Ray had long since forgotten what those letters stood for.

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"I haven't been there myself, but I'm told the apartments are very comfortable," Dale replied. "I've been living over at MCA however I'll be moving out of there soon."

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"Movin' out of the madness, huh? Can't blame ya."

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Actually it's to move in with my girlfriend," Dale said shaking his head at Ray once again. "So I'll still be staying on the island."

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Ray kinda looked at him. "Yeah, well, who isn't?"

Then took a good swig of coffee-- "Ugh, hot."-- before he put his cup down.

[pieandcoffee.livejournal.com]

"Ah. Forgive me. When you mentioned moving out of the madness I assumed you meant off of the island," Dale taking a sip of his own coffee. "Of course MCA wasn't too horrible, really. Clean place. Reasonably priced."

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"Yeah, that's um, nice to know." Ray really didn't want to talk about anybody's girlfriend. Especially not if they had moved in with them and their gigantic herd of dogs.

"She got any dogs?"

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Dale blinked at the question. "No, no dogs. Why do you ask?"

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"Pets," he said, looking up. He took another sip of his coffee. "You have to be careful about, um, sharing them. Well-known fact they can be a, um, killer."

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"I hadn't heard that actually," Dale replied with a shrug. "However I believe that Charlotte and I would be excellent caretakers if we decided to take on a pet."

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"Sure you would. Everybody thinks that up front. 'Moving in? It'll be fine! I'll bring the turtle,' but before you know it? Bam, the turtle's out on the street along with your ass."

He had a point in there somewhere, but damn if he was going to let himself be distracted by it.

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"Has that happened to you?" Dale asked politely. "Not necessarily with a turtle, of course but..."

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"Me? No. But I know a guy." Shut up. "And I like turtles. They're very, uh, what's the word-- calming."

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Dale gave him an amused look. "Indeed. Maybe we should look into getting you a couple. Or does your apartment allow pets?"

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"Don't know. Haven't looked into it yet," Ray said, with a shrug that was too casual to actually be a casual shrug, and leaned backwards with his coffee. "Might later if I get settled. Or not. Might get crowded."

The grin he flashed at that was also thoroughly unconvincing to everyone but the flies.

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"Well we certainly wouldn't want that," Dale said keeping himself from rolling his eyes. "A crowded apartment serves no one."

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"Yeah, exactly," he said, pointing a finger at Dale. "Who, um, who's the guy that said that? Smart guy."

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"That would be me," Dale joked. "Dale Cooper."

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"Don't get too smart," Ray warned, emptying his cup. Good, good coffee, he had to give him that.