Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center [all day]

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Biff (with a copy of his favorite stolen magazine, Sniper's Monthly), lounged behind the counter and looked as helpful as a person who worked in a meditation center could.

Shhh. It wasn't napping. It was being Zen. Really.

[OOC: The OCD is running from the cold and cannot be reached.]

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One thing about being an ex-marine sniper is that you do have the ability to sneak up on people.

Especially if said people are reading.

"I think that doesn't belong to you," Gibbs said quietly.

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Biff shrieked like a woman and jumped a foot in the air.

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If Gibbs took any pleasure at the jumping he didn't show it.

"That mean I'm getting it back?"

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Biff pouted and handed the magazine over. "It's not even that interesting," he lied.

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"That why you keep stealing it?" Gibbs asked as he tucked the magazine under his arm.

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"Something to do," Biff admitted. "It's very boring here."

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Gibbs looked around the room. "Well if you never sell anything, I can see why."

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"Oh, we're not allowed to sell anything," Biff said breezily.

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"Ever wonder how you get paid then?" Gibbs asked.

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"Not once," Biff said, laughing. "I figured I probably didn't want to know."