"Callaghan? What are you doing here at this hour?" Toussaint raised her eyebrows with surprise when she spotted her partner outside the precinct, smoking a cigarette, with her back laid to her car's side. Aria shrugged, glancing at her watch. She could see it was seven.
"I don't know, Baguette, probably I'm working." She exhaled a huge, thick cloud of suffocating smoke. The black shadows under her eyes seemed even darker than the day before, but Toussaint didn't comment on that. "Like, you know, a cop I am."
"That's actually surprising, since you behave like a finest delinquent." Chyler admitted, but, yet again, she saw that Callaghan didn't even react into pokes like those. "Mind if I join you?"
"What do you want?" Aria lighted up another cigarette, and then she glowered at her partner. Toussaint sighed.
"Did you find anything about the Hellblades?"
"No." the answer was fast, unamused, and pretty repulsing.
"No...?"
