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[didorothy]

[sitting at a desk in the middle of the Astral Plane, working on his paperwork like a good little nancy boy. And, like a good little nancy boy, he's listening to a broadway musical. On the glasses Fumie gave him, to be specific.

In fact, he's singing along to one. Yes indeed, Sam's singing "If You Were Gay."]

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[didorothy]

[looks a bit surprised] Yeah, actually. That's exactly it.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

That's good.

[didorothy]

[nods] The Guv's not an idiot. [remembering his earlier conversation with Gene] Usually.

[twelvemasks.livejournal.com]

[Nods. That's his way of saying something along the lines of "No one's perfect."]

[didorothy]

[nods back, which probably means 'particularly not Gene Hunt']