No. 007 [Video/Action] Office Party

[respectedman]

[Halloween is soon. Everyone knows what that means. Everyone in America, at least. It means that all the secretaries dress as Sexy Police Officers and Sexy Firemen, and your average corporate douchebag isn't given much variety in the local costume store - or, in this case, local mansion closet.

He doesn't really know why he needs a costume. He

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[britchillsout]

--Hey!

[ And I guess that would supposedly be the other refuse, aka. Phil, who sort of walked into the jacket's trajectory when he entered the room just now. ]

...think that's the fastest I've seen you get out of your clothes. Don't stop there, pet. Keep going.

[respectedman]

[Smith does not halt his digging for one single second.

...and he isn't that undressed, just his trousers and dress shirt with the sleeves rolled up. It's Thursday, which is basically a Diet Friday, so casual attire is permissible.]

I'm trying to find the right one.

[britchillsout]

[ Ah yes, Phil sees his unfortunate error now. The item of clothing ever so lovingly thrown at him was not in fact part of Smith's ensemble.

...But maybe it should be. ]

What's wrong with that one?

[ He holds up the leather jacket curiously. ]

[respectedman]

[He glances back for an instant, then returns to his work.]

It looks like Winchester.

[Comes the blunt reply, and Smith smoothes the fabric of another silk jacket out before tossing it onto the pile as well.]