Trooper Station; Monday [ 01/26 ].

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Even if it was a little sad that it was over, there was still the fact that the convention had happened at all that kept Daisy still buzzing brightly over it. Her very good mood was palpable in her little corner of the station as she worked away happily at her computer, good old data entry, fingers flying as they entered in information about all the guests and panels for the records. She was even humming a little, every so often, the kind of hummy reserved for complacently repeated tasks, and when you showered, during the soapy bits.

And she only imagined her mood would improve as the day went on, considering there was bowling much later, and the prospect of Kowalski finding that pepper shaker slipped into his locker.


[[ open station! I may be slow as I'm still at work for a few hours ]]

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[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Real subtle, Day," Ray informed her, tossing a wadded-up paper ball in her direction.

He was biding his time on his own, thanks.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Hm?" Daisy asked, lifting her head without taking her eyes from her work, her little question of a hum the perfect tone of innocence.

...or it might have been, if it weren't for the smirk she was trying to hold down.

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Subtle," Ray repeated, "S-U-B-T-L-E. You're it." He threw another one.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy lifted a hand to attempt to deflect that one. "Says the guy," she said, "throwing paper and spelling things out."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"The paper's a bonus," Ray pointed out, "The spelling's necessary. Seriously, is that the best you could come up with?"

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"It's only Monday, Kowalski," Daisy reminded him. "Can't expect me to play all the good cards straight away. Besides, that one isn't half bad, admit it."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Only by proxy," Ray pointed out, "Just on its own it's kinda sad."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"So sad," noted Daisy, "that you had to react anyway."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Well, you had to know how sad it was," Ray said, logically. "Otherwise you'll never, uh, learn."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"I'm so lucky," Daisy said with a smile that almost seemed sincere, "to have such an expert here to teach me."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, I think you could appreciate me more," Ray contributed, graciously. "Like bringing me coffee."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Eyebrow quirked, Daisy looked at Kowalski a moment and then distinctly looked a bit more downward. "You've got legs, haven't you?" she said. "Why don't you put 'em to use with something that isn't kicking things?"

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Can't," Ray replied, and put his legs up on the desk. "Using 'em."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Clearly," Daisy agreed. "You're so hard at work, too, won't having to pause to sip coffee just distract you?"

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Coffee, I can just about manage," Ray promised her. "It, uh, contributes to productivity."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"I'm not getting your coffee, Kowalski," said Daisy. "I'm a cop, not a gopher."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"You haven't tried," he pointed out, "You might like it."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"I'm not sure," Daisy said, pouting at her computer screen as she continued to enter data through the bantering, "I could do it right. Maybe you should get me some so I can see how an expert does it."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"I'm better at getting coffee brought to me," Ray said, keeping up his gracious streak. He crossed his legs on the desk.

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Where's Ralph?" Daisy wondered. "Maybe he could show me, since you seem to be unable to help at the moment."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"Rick's printing something or something."

Ray was helpful. Really.

Not like Ralph was avoiding him or anything.

"What, you not up to it?"

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

"Nope!" Daisy chirped brightly. "I wouldn't dare risking you having an enjoyable coffee experience based on my ineptitude, Kowalski. Besides, what would Coop say if I did? I wouldn't be able to look him in the eye."

[headkickpoet.livejournal.com]

"It's Cooper," Ray pointed out, "Love the guy, but he'd marry a cuppa joe, so I don't care."

[justice-beat.livejournal.com]

Daisy just grinned, throwing a little bit more attention back into her work for a moment just so that she could distract herself from wanting to laugh.