"Cold like ice, and twice as pretty." Gentlemen first. Len steps out of the way for Jacob to take the plunge. He'll follow.
Once Jacob surfaces with news, or his body to floats back to the surface. he's not getting himself wet for no reason.
Len taps his foot, arms folded over his chest. Waits. Tilts his head to one side upon seeing those tell-tale bubbles with a smirk, and moves out of the way to give Jacob some room.
"So. What's the down-low? Dead end, or do we have some real-estate to cover? Locked doors? Floor-plan? See, I'm the brains-type, and you look like the brawn, so I figure you'll give your fifty with leg-work and I'll give my fifty with these." A waggle of his long, slender fingers. Perfect for playing piano. Or grand larceny.
"If there's a lock, I can pick it. If there's a safe, I can crack it. If it sparkles, I want it, and I have thirty-some-odd years of experience getting it."
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Once Jacob surfaces with news, or his body to floats back to the surface. he's not getting himself wet for no reason.
Len taps his foot, arms folded over his chest. Waits. Tilts his head to one side upon seeing those tell-tale bubbles with a smirk, and moves out of the way to give Jacob some room.
"So. What's the down-low? Dead end, or do we have some real-estate to cover? Locked doors? Floor-plan? See, I'm the brains-type, and you look like the brawn, so I figure you'll give your fifty with leg-work and I'll give my fifty with these." A waggle of his long, slender fingers. Perfect for playing piano. Or grand larceny.
"If there's a lock, I can pick it. If there's a safe, I can crack it. If it sparkles, I want it, and I have thirty-some-odd years of experience getting it."