The Jail, Monday morning

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SO EMBARRASSING. God, don't even talk to Kenzi.

"I want my lawyer. And a shrink!" And thank God she'd dumped the stolen card as soon as she'd gotten that hotel room for herself.

... "I can post bail! With my own money!"

The stormtroopers remembered how the coffee machine worked now. Yay for them.

Hmm. Sucking up couldn't hurt. So Kenzi sent Nick a pizza, with the note:
WELL-PLAYED, SIR. TELL THE GOAT NO HARD FEELINGS?

Then ordered one for herself to be delivered to jail past the stormtroopers, who were still ignoring her.

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Was Tamsin still crabby? Tamsin was still crabby. "Oh, now what have we got?" she called. "Whatever it is, can someone kick it in the balls?!"

She'd be down to the cells in a minute.

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"HEY! I HAVE RIGHTS! I'M A CITIZEN!" ... of Canada. Hey, was there a test for Fandom Naturalization?

"DON'T YOU EAT MY PIZZA WHEN IT GETS HERE!"

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And oh, look. There was Tamsin, right in front of Kenzi's cell, crossing her arms and tilting her head.

"You have rights," she said flatly. "If you didn't, I'd have scotch taped your mouth shut by now."

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Kenzi blinked at her innocently. "Isn't that some kind of police abuse?" She gave Tamsin a hopeful smile. "You know this is all a giant Fandom joke of misunderstanding and miscommunication, right?"

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"I don't know, and I don't care," Tamsin replied. "You're annoying me."

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Pout.

Reconsider.

"...if you let me out, I won't be annoying anyone, will I?"

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"You gotta do better than that," Tamsin said dryly.

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"If you let me out, and I promise not to do it again--" 'It' being, 'getting caught so ridiculously.' "--and I buy you a pizza?" With her own money, even! "Look, gimme a hint here, I haven't done this in a while."

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"You might want to start by not trying to bribe an officer of the law," Tamsin said.

She was lucky she wasn't Fae, honestly. "Bail's not up to me."

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Kenzi knocked her head on the bars. "You are a hard, hard, hardcase. Okay?" She sighed. "Who do I gotta talk to about that?"

[gah, back in a bit, lawyer on the way!]

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"Sheriff, probably," Tamsin said, raising an eyebrow. "Depends on what you did."

Not really, but she'd like to know how much shit she was allowed to give this one.

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"I am accused of credit card fraud. But, you know, considering I didn't even know my own name at the time of the alleged crime, I'm thinking that it's kinda unfair?" She looked a little hopeful. "Jake? Jake's cool."

She'd served him lots of beer!

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Tamsin pulled a face. "'Cool'," she muttered. She and Jake had very different ideas about police professionalism. "What are you, a student or something?"

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"Naaah." A beat. "Class of 2013." So, you know, a year and change out of high school! Kenzi was grinning and waiting for Tamsin's reaction to that.

"I work at Caritas. And Luke's. And sometimes the Boards, if there's stuff going on."

And she had extracurriculars that sometimes landed her in jail. Shit happened.

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Tamsin's reaction to that was another raised eyebrow and a, "Sounds like you need a fourth job that pays cash," she said. "Might keep you from winding up in jail for credit card fraud."

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"I swear, I would not have done that - allegedly - if the Island hadn't been messing with me," Kenzi protested. "I have two roomies and a cat, they can you know, be character references!"

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"How about no?" Tamsin said dryly. Stupid human. "Now just shut up, you're making the troopers cranky."

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Kenzi's eyes narrowed, and she said, "I am so listening to Radio later to find out who peed in your Cheerios, Detective."

There would be a lot of shrieking then.

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The very expensively dressed lawyer marched in to the precinct, carrying a leather briefcase and scowling at the sheer amount of steps in this place.

He set his case on the front desk and looked at the...officer. "I'm here for Ms. Mackenzie Malikov." He slid a business card across the counter. "I'm her lawyer."

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A bouncy person in the cells called out: "Hi! Hi! That's me! I get a lawyer! And a little privacy!"

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...This was the person that Dr. Lecter had sent him for? Well, if the eminent doctor had a soft spot for this former student, who was he to question it?

He picked up his briefcase and stared at the...officer...behind the desk. "We can start with a bit of privacy with my client while you finish the paperwork to release her on her own recognizance. Then we can move on to clearing up this little misunderstanding."

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"Thank you thank you thank you!" Kenzi sing-songed, bouncing on her toes. "You're a scholar and a gentleman. Do you want some pizza? I have a few slices left."