[ It's definitely an answer. She can't fault that. Even straight to the point. Known. And still. The dots sit and blink on one end, while Sara looks at the words on the other. Without typing. Mick isn't always the only not quite sure how to put the things into the right order when it comes to words.
Uhh I don't know. Theoretically, he was cheering when Sara and I kissed last night? Details are fuzzy. I don't remember any cheering but really he seems the most likely
The conversation sort of devolved from there...to her trying to kiss the crazy out of him I objected.
Raymond is the crew's puppy. Even I can't ice a puppy.
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Did you notice the specific avoidance of answering the first text, Mick? There's a reason for that. That reason kind of materializes in your doorway a few minutes later. "You smug bastard."
[And Mick is reclining in bed, shirtless and in shorts after a good workout and a shower, in between amusing himself texting Sara and Lenny. So yes. All of the smug.
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To: My Hot Head
To Quite The Badass
Haircut's got too much sunshine in him.
And Snart defined things.
I'm impressed.
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But since when have we cared about proper?
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[ Sara goes quiet. It's not always untrue that she gets busy.
Ship. Captain. Crew. Things to solve. Jobs to get done.
But. Eventually. ]
You okay with that?
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The question catches him off guard.
Okay with what?
The hat?
Haircut?
Oh. Right.]
Why wouldn't I be?
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Even if it isn't. Hasn't been.
A while now. ]
It's worth asking?
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So is Lenny.
Hasn't been a question in my mind.
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And feelings. ]
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Mick said his peace for good or ill.
So it's back to his heavy bag and weights for now.]
To Lenny (right after replying to Sara)
I'm impressed Lenny.
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[No, this isn't suddenly squirm-worthy, why do you ask?]
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You didn't do that until we'd been partners for years.
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And Killer-Klepto-Pyro-Trio doesn't roll off the tongue so easily.
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So.
What's this about Haircut?
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Uhh I don't know.
Theoretically, he was cheering when Sara and I kissed last night?
Details are fuzzy. I don't remember any cheering but really he seems the most likely
The conversation sort of devolved from there...to her trying to kiss the crazy out of him
I objected.
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He wasn't the only one cheering, partner.
You caught a high five or two.
.. of course you did.
Haircut ain't crazy. At least not the kind we're used to dealing with.
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Why do i not remember any of the other parts of this scene?
What's mine is mine
You know how this goes
He's the bubbly sunshine kind of crazy
I'm not sure that's better
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Tequila. I told you it was a bad idea.
Yeah I know how it goes Lenny. You're a greedy bastard.
He's like the Flash kind of sunshine. Not sure if that's crazy or just hero
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You clearly didn't try hard enough to convince me
You don't hate it.
Hmm
Barry wears it better
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I was enjoying the show too much to stop it.
Probably. But you won't ice Haircut any more than you'll ice Red.
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Raymond is the crew's puppy.
Even I can't ice a puppy.
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Did you notice the specific avoidance of answering the first text, Mick? There's a reason for that. That reason kind of materializes in your doorway a few minutes later. "You smug bastard."
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[And Mick is reclining in bed, shirtless and in shorts after a good workout and a shower, in between amusing himself texting Sara and Lenny. So yes. All of the smug.
He smirks as the door opens.]
I call it like I see it Lenny.
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