"Callaghan? Callaghan!" she hollered, seeing her partner at the very end of the corridor, opening the very last door there. She looked at her, but in the moment she saw Toussaint, she just went inside the room and slammed the door behind her.
Her partner frowned, but she knew there was no way for Aria to know she was there when she was talking with her wife. Or, more likely, she was interrogating her.
She knocked to the door, but there was no response. She knocked once more. Nothing.
Without further ado she exhaled, and then opened the door.
"In what moment a person who is so fucked up in terms of knocking, and tries to force others to do it, decides that lack of 'come in' is an actual invitation to do so?" Callaghan greeted her with the snark Chyler was expecting.
"In a moment the one that is not replying is needed for the hecking job." She rolled her eyes. "I got the report from the autopsy, and since you're my partner, well. I kind of need you to..."
