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The pre-season presser. It's a time-honoured tradition, one that Jamie will happily oblige. What can he say, he loves the attention on him. He's sat in Richmond's press room, leaning forward, arms crossed on the desk, a very Jamie-branded grin on his face. But, honestly, he's surprised to hear the question that comes out of the newest reporter's mouth. "You're asking me about Lust Conquers All?" he asks, as if he's heard him wrong. "Y'know this is... like, a football presser, yeah? Like... I'm here to answer questions y've got about the season?" he gestures around, but all of the other reporters in the room seem intrigued. So... he guesses he has to answer the fucking question. "What were the question again? Sorry, I kinda... stopped listening after y'mentioned that."

                                        “ don’t take it personally, greg. ”    she offers, extends an olive branch to the newcomer and hopes for the best.   “ they’re pretty much like that with . . . everyone. ”

' i think you need to get out. '   heather rests her elbow on the arm of the couch,  watching greg putter around the kitchen.   he’s been looking more stressed lately,  all tight smiles and stiff shoulders,  even during their movie nights.   she fucking hates it.   ' nothing crazy, '  she clarifies when @asprinkle turns to look at her.   the last thing they need is a repeat of tom’s bachelor party.   (  then again,  greg reunited with his high school sweetheart that night.   maybe the club isn’t such a terrible,  horrible,  no good,  very bad place after all.  )   ' just go do something fun.   completely unrelated to work,  your family  … '

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"I'm the security guard." It's not as fancy as flashing a badge or pulling out a wallet with ID qualifications, but it's all he has, so Michael gestures to his name tag. Company branded and plastered with the word 'security,' it tracks with the tacky uniform and belt around his waist. Does that necessarily give him clearance into an active crime scene? Probably not. But he doesn't care: Michael bets he understands more about what happened than any of the officials assigned to this case anyway. "I need to get through."