"Yo, Bouillabaise, look what we found with your friend who you refuse to visit too often." Aria barged into the office Chyler was occupying, and the woman almost jumped out of her chair.
"Sacre Bleu, can you not? Besides, when it happened that people gave up on knocking?"
"I'd have to do it first to be able to give it up, Moule." She shrugged, tossing the evidence bag with bloody piece of paper inside on Chyler's desk and she smiled mockingly when she saw that her partner swallowed hard, as if something had made a presence in her throat.
"First of all, Callaghan." Toussaint sat a bit back, distancing herself from the evidence, even though she was actually pretty curious about that. "Stop with those names. They're not funny."
"They are not supposed to be, Seine." She shrugged. "And if you don't like them, just ignore them."
"I have a name."
"Yeah, I know. And I couldn't care less." She raised her eyebrow. "So, that was first. What's second?"
