[She snorted as she set the glass upon the small wooden table. Her own top buttons had been undone as well, in an effort to take a load off.]

'Good work', eh? [A tiny smirk, followed by a small huff of a laugh.]

...You're more tenacious than even the Superintendent.

[Her eyes slid over to watch him as he surveyed the bar scene like a red-tailed hawk, noting that he seemed much more appealing loosened up like he was at the moment, even if his expression was anything but.]

Come down from the ledge, dear Mr Gordon, we've still a tourist attraction to hit after you knock back that lager.

[She drawled the words out in a soft alto, the vaguest hint of a chuckle behind them. For someone often pegged as inflexible herself, Louise found her temporary partner amusing to no end.]