OUR car?! (RP with isabelowens)

[agentcampbell]

Campbell had been preparing to check his blood sugar when Isabel had flounced in and practically slapped him in the face with a pair of panties in a small plastic baggy thing. She distracted him and stabbed his finger much harder than he should have. "Ow, fuck!" he cursed, dropping the small monitoring lancet onto his desk. He quickly smeared the blood droplets onto one of the strip and shoved it into the small electronic meter, then pushed out of his chair to stalk over to Isabel's desk.

"What?!" he cried in aggravation, throwing up his hand.

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[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"And if I was half the woman they thought I was, I would have managed to have gone through with at least one wedding. I might have been happily married by now... but I'm not." She pushed back from her desk and stood up. "I need a coffee."

In other words she was running away from the conversation.

[agentfraser.livejournal.com]

James put his hand to his head, feeling a headache starting to pulse behind his temples. "I'll see you later then," he said, not wanting to bite into the whole woman thing. He figured she was woman enough to get diamonds out of three blokes, and if he argued, she'd probably yell again.

[isabelowens.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, later." She touched his hand to his shoulder as she moved past, bending down so her mouth was next to his ear. "Maybe if you're good, and eat something proper I'll give you a scalp massage later," she whispered. She was gone without another word.