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[Sam is standing there, flipping a coin! It's fun. No, really! Toss it in the air, slam it on the back of the hand, call out what it is.

Recently, it's been heads.

A lot.

Oh well. At least the Queen was pretty good-looking in '73. Another toss!]

Heads! Again. Right, I'm going to have a talk with the Laws of Probability about their stealing plot from post-modernist absurdist/existentialist literature. Not that absurdist/existentialist literature ever has much plot.

[tosses the coin, slams it on back of hand, looks at it] Heads.

I hate existentialism. Philosophy in general, really.

[coin toss! Hand slam, coin check! Frowny face: present] Forty-two times is forty-one times more than enough. [throws the coin away from him.

Pauses.

And curiosity reigns supreme as Sam goes to check the coin] ...Heads. Could be my meds.

I really hope it's my meds.

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[Will now be taking your coin away, Sam] Are you sure it was landing heads up every time?

[heeeyyyyy] Yes, I am, and what are you doing, Annie?

Taking the coin away, what's it look like I'm doing?

Why? Give me my coin back, Annie.

Not until you stop obsessing over it.

I'm not obsessing.

Yes you are.

[Sighs] Will you stop if I flip it, and get tails?

No. What if it's just me? What if everyone else can get tails and I'm stuck with heads?

[Stuffs the coin into a pocket] I still don't see why it matters so much.

Because that's just... it's unreal!

How's that different from everything else involving you?

If something's gone wrong, I want to know what it is.

[Sigh, Sam, why are you so crazy] What do you think's gone wrong?

[you know you like it] Maybe it... maybe something's happened to my medication. Or, or... maybe it's a side-effect of what the Twins did.

[pause] It would be like them to do this. Just not sure that they could.

[She deals] Is there anything I can do?

You could give me my coin back.

I'm not giving your coin back.

That's theft.

Not going to arrest me, are you?

Fine. Keep the coin. I'll get a new one.

[does so. HAH. DEFIANTLY FLIPPING COINS SINCE 1973!]

Why don't we do something to take your mind off of it? Dinner?

Dinner would be nice, actually.

[flipping coin = date? Will flip more coins]

But, uhm... I'm sort of working on a case right now.

We can go to dinner, then come back straight after.

It's an important case. And it's only midday.

Finish up before the end of the day, then.