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[bombingtype]

[Jim]

Sorry! I'm not around. Leave a message and I'll get back to you as soon as I can.

Thanks!

[Moriarty]
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[call for Jim!]

[under_thehood]

[Ring ring!]

[bombingtype]

[It rings three times before he answers- british accent and fumbly as usual.]

Oh- hello?

[under_thehood]

[There's a brief pause from Jason before,] This is "Jim"?

[bombingtype]

Yes- this is him!

[A small crash- he's just stumbled over something.]

Sorry. Who's this?

[under_thehood]

Darkwing. [And pausing.]

[bombingtype]

Eh- Duckling?

[He finally comes to a stop.]

My phone doesn't get very good reception- you'll have to speak up.

[under_thehood]

[A barely-contained sigh. This is going to be difficult, isn't it.]

Dark-wing, moron.

[bombingtype]

Right, right, sorry.

[He huffs. Way to be rude.]

What can I do you for?

[under_thehood]

Let's meet. [Simple, relatively.]

[bombingtype]

A date? But I don't even know you.

[His pouting is audible.]

[under_thehood]

It's not a date. [Firmly.]

[bombingtype]

Oh? Then what?

[under_thehood]

Most normal people call it a meeting. [Maybe a little frustrated.]

[bombingtype]

Why are we meeting?

[Curiously! This is not the Moriarty you're looking for~~]

[under_thehood]

[Angry grunt from Jason.]

Coffee.

[bombingtype]

[That sounds like a date. And he wants to say so, but-

-but Jason has seen his face before. Jim, the Postal Worker. He'd recognize him, tie him in with Moriarty, and then he would know. But... there's very little chance that someone hadn't informed him already. Why else would Darkwing be contacting his flighty, gay alter ego? Jim had taken precise care to introduce them as two separate people.]

Out of the blue like this?