She sized him up, and scowled.
“I’ll need your help with that.” Cal looked down at her armor, then back to him.
“Even out of this, I’m six-five. Your clothes won’t fit me. If you can get a hoodie and some loose pants, that would work. I’ll… pay you back.”
“I’ll need your help with that.” Cal looked down at her armor, then back to him.
“Even out of this, I’m six-five. Your clothes won’t fit me. If you can get a hoodie and some loose pants, that would work. I’ll… pay you back.”
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“I don’t see why not. I could lie and say I needed to look somethin’ up for you and bring you into the office.”
Besides, Bruce was curious about what she wanted anyway.
“It’s just… they’re detectives. You have to look really inconspicuous.”
Besides, Bruce was curious about what she wanted anyway.
“It’s just… they’re detectives. You have to look really inconspicuous.”
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