Ugly, Ugly, Ugly

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Brickwell really pulled a number on us. While Connor and I ran around like a pair of sixth-graders on a scavenger hunt, Brickwell just pulled an end-run around us. Big heroes us. And then he kicks my ass like I'm the Johnny-Come-Lately

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[_black_canary_]

Jesus, Ollie. That's why you came in limping?

Want any help from me?

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Yeah. That's why. I'm fine. Twisted ankle, bruised rib, nothing too serious.

[_black_canary_]

You forgot "sprained pride," I think.

Don't try to overdo it. I'll do the nurturing thing and make chili for you. Or order out for Szechuan, depending on what you have in the pantry.

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The chili sounds almost as good as the offer, pretty bird.

*in the kitchen*

[_black_canary_]

*snorts as she moves into the kitchen*

Yeah. I just put in double what a normal person would want.

*bends down, rummaging through the cabinet to find a pot*

Get the stew meat out for me?

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*Rummages in the refrigerator*

Dammit, I know we have

*pops out, holding a supermarket meat package*

It was hiding under Connor's veggie burgers.

*hands it to Dinah*

So how's your case going?

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[_black_canary_]

Thanks.

*opens the package and starts the stew meat browning in the pot*

It's going pretty well. Mia did some snooping at the GoodBride Matchmaking place, and I attacked the problem from the other end, talking to some of the grooms who've used the service.

*opens the refrigerator again and fetches out an onion, which she begins chopping*

Stir the meat so it doesn't burn?

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*obediently begins stirring*

What did those twerps have to say?