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[restingstitchface]

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This is Dr. Crane. I'm not available right now but my answering machine is. Maybe you can hold a conversation with it instead?

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[restingstitchface]

Only an open mind and a listening ear. As friends do.

[oversight]

Yeah, sure.

[restingstitchface]

Filing charges without evidence hardly befits a member of Gotham's finest. Well, perhaps it does, but if you'd like to make an appointment to investigate for yourself...

[oversight]

An appointment with you? You're not serious.

[restingstitchface]

I am intimately aware of the right time to be serious, detective. You strike me as a man haunted by his troubles. Who else can you talk to with the right expertise and, dare I say, knowledge of home?

[Beggars can't be choosers.]

[oversight]

If you're my troubles then you're not wrong. And I'm certainly not paying you to gleefully extract information from me.

[restingstitchface]

I am more than aware that you despise me, detective. But never make assumptions. If you are any good at your work then you understand why I do what I do.

[Hint: it's not for money.]

[oversight]

The sick thrill?

[restingstitchface]

Of discovery. But I understand your hostility, given your experience as a detective who cannot discover anything.

[oversight]

Never make assumptions, doc. If you're any good at your work then you understand why I do what I do.

[restingstitchface]

[Sigh.]

Would you like to put your money where your mouth is?

[oversight]

You know what? Maybe I will. Maybe I'll show up one day in your office, lay on your little fainting couch, fold my hands over my chest, and bear my innermost to you. I'm sure you'd really love that.

[restingstitchface]

Ah, who doesn't love listening to someone whinge?