"I keep this apartment under the alias of James Rettigue, but I have other apartments under other aliases." He considers this alias and apartment his primary refuge, but he doesn't like to admit it. There is no offer of coffee this time, and he settles back in his seat and folds his arms. His posture radiates quiet aggravation, but it is not intended for her. If his manners were better he would offer her a seat in one of the leather armchairs, but in his current mood he expects her to find her way there herself.
"There's weird news? It might be best to get that out of the way first..." It also conveniently removes the awful choice between good or bad.
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Date: 2009-09-25 05:37 pm (UTC)"There's weird news? It might be best to get that out of the way first..." It also conveniently removes the awful choice between good or bad.