"Whats up," He asks setting down some mission reports, frowning at your words he sits heavily in his chair. The focus deepening his frown lines. "It would depend on what the email says, I suppose." Tilting his head to look at the papers he pushed them around a little bit with his index finger. "If dealing with the media isn't your job, and your life or livelihood isn't on the line, let the professionals deal with it hm?" Leaning his cheek onto a fist he sighed. "That's what I would do at least. I'm just a grunt after all." A cold laugh escapes him as he leans back. "Tell that to your hypothetical friend for me?"

Leon frowned, looking behind him for the source of the voice. Was it from a speaker that someone decided to hide in his office? Some of the younger agents did have a tendency to like to attempt to prank him. Although they wouldn't create such a dark prank. Standing slowly he began to move books and papers in search of it. While humoring them, with a non answer. "Well, would you like to find out?" He hummed pulling another book down. "I hear that pulling pranks on more senior agents has consequences that can produce some similar effects." Another object moved - now he was looking at the ceiling its paneling looking awfully suspect.

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"Are you asking what I was driven to school as a kid in or, drove to school while a teen?" Leon asked rubbing his face. "Because I don't remember the former, the latter was my Jeep - and it wasn't that much of a dinosaur." He wiggles his finger at her. "But if you are saying that I literally rode a dinosaur you know that's not true young lady." Leon's eyes squint gently at her, and while his tone has a scolding flavor to it; its soft and playful clearly saying that he is not actually irritated.