Case #7 [Location: Taxon Mall]

[noheatnikki.livejournal.com]

The tablet turns on without Kate's knowledge from it's position on the counter of the Kate and Amy's shoe store at the mall. Kate is leaned back on a bench, her foot in the air, a stiletto heel on it. Next to her is a bottle of the free whiskey, half empty (or half full, depending on your view). Kate took advantage of the last day of free alcohol to unwind a bit and try on some shoes.

She glanced over her shoulder and noticed the red light of the tablet on. She gestured to her foot.

"What do you think? Are they me? I can't decide."

She turned and grinned at the tablet.

"If anyone is bored, feel free to come down and try on some shoes with me! Retail therapy is always helpful."

Comments

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[numbersnfigures.livejournal.com]

Those... look really nice...

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[noheatnikki.livejournal.com]

[She grins at the sound of Spencer's voice, then turns to look at him in the tablet.]

You think?

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[numbersnfigures.livejournal.com]

They're... nice.

Should you be drinking at work?

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[noheatnikki.livejournal.com]

I wouldn't really call this work, Spencer. I don't even have to ring up people's shoes.

I'm a cop. That's my work.

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[numbersnfigures.livejournal.com]

I know, but... you know what I mean.

Why did you pick to sell shoes?

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[noheatnikki.livejournal.com]

[A shrug from Kate.]

I was here. And I like shoes. And I needed something to do, I guess.