Steve's giving that question a crazy look that actually involves looking over his shoulder, wondering where the words Danny throws out actually come from and whether the man ever actually vet's them before they just come rolling out of his mouth. It's hardly the place. Not that he has any idea, aside from the earlier spot, where lowlife's clung to in Hawaii anymore, but still.
The Arizona wasn't it. The Arizona was a dust bowl.
But at least its office stood out. With that helpful small sign next to the door telling you exactly what it was, like there was some other barrage of doors everyone was missing back here, that might be mistaken for it. Which there wasn't. He pressed forward for it with direct, quick steps, reaching up to knock with one hand, while his other was already going for the doorknob and pushing the whole thing open.
Standing in the doorway, taking Danny's tiny criminal in the shape of a small kid at the table and Chin standing off to one side of the table. Whatever this was, their thing was still far more important on any scale anywhere. Besides, the kid already looked like he was ready to piss himself as it was. Steve tipped a nod toward behind them, somewhere away from this place and that kid. "You got a minute?"
"Sure," Chin nodded, looking surprised at the interruption. But maybe even relieved for it. Since he turned back to the kid, making a gesture toward the toward door. "Go on back to your parents. Just don't do it again, 'eh?"
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Date: 2014-01-22 12:59 am (UTC)The Arizona wasn't it. The Arizona was a dust bowl.
But at least its office stood out. With that helpful small sign next to the door telling you exactly what it was, like there was some other barrage of doors everyone was missing back here, that might be mistaken for it. Which there wasn't. He pressed forward for it with direct, quick steps, reaching up to knock with one hand, while his other was already going for the doorknob and pushing the whole thing open.
Standing in the doorway, taking Danny's tiny criminal in the shape of a small kid at the table and Chin standing off to one side of the table. Whatever this was, their thing was still far more important on any scale anywhere. Besides, the kid already looked like he was ready to piss himself as it was. Steve tipped a nod toward behind them, somewhere away from this place and that kid. "You got a minute?"
"Sure," Chin nodded, looking surprised at the interruption. But maybe even relieved for it. Since he turned back to the kid, making a gesture toward the toward door. "Go on back to your parents. Just don't do it again, 'eh?"