Gene gave a nod to the young WPC, before moving to his office door, pushing it open, leaning against the frame. "It would appear you are sat on my throne, DI Drake." He folded his arms across his chest, head tilting as he watched her. Though it was hardly intimidating considering that he looked like a drowned rat.
He pushed himself off of the door frame and entered the room, closing the door behind himself, instantly moving to pour himself a drink.
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Date: 2010-06-10 09:28 am (UTC)He pushed himself off of the door frame and entered the room, closing the door behind himself, instantly moving to pour himself a drink.