OOM: The Tortoise & the Hare

[somegirlsfence]

Leena's Bed & Breakfast, middle of nowhere, South DakotaMid-morning. The sun filters into the parlor through the french doors and everything seems warm and bright. Two Warehouse agents sit at the round table, each engaged in their own work. An air of calm study suffuses the room, the kind of feeling that Agent Myka Bering finds particularly

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[doyousmellfudge]

Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately, Artie strides in before Myka can get a word out. "We all finished?"

"Oh, hey, hey, Artie, Artie--" Pete scampers over to his boss. "If you were making a bet, who's faster, a turtle or a rabbit?"

...Artie's not even going to dignify that with a response. "Yeah. Uh, you finished the report?" he asks Myka, breezing past Pete.

[somegirlsfence]

Damn it. Never fear, some other day Pete will get the grammar smackdown he so richly deserves.

"Yeah. Who are these going to? Not Mrs. Fredric..."

Pete comes to sit down again. "Yeah, she doesn't seem like the paperwork type."

[doyousmellfudge]

"No, these go above all our pay grades," says Artie as he takes the packet of papers and slips them into a courier's envelope.

[somegirlsfence]

Insufficient answer, Artie. "Who?" Nudge nudge, come on...