Jack leaned back in his chair as she perched herself close. He watched her, one eyebrow lifted, and his expression still entirely amused.
"Do you want there to be?" he asked. "Because I'm sure that could be arranged."
He smirked as he watched her. And for a long moment that was all he was doing; watching her.
"Pass." he said finally. "You need one. Can't expect someone to let you in every day."
He shifted back and pulled open his draw, lifting from it a clear bag with a collection of paperwork in it. "Birth certificate, dental and medical records --hope you got those earaches cleared up, nasty stuff--, work attendance and appraisal history, I think I've even got a few school reports around here."
He looked up at her. "Anything else I should know?"
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Date: 2010-09-20 03:15 am (UTC)"Do you want there to be?" he asked. "Because I'm sure that could be arranged."
He smirked as he watched her. And for a long moment that was all he was doing; watching her.
"Pass." he said finally. "You need one. Can't expect someone to let you in every day."
He shifted back and pulled open his draw, lifting from it a clear bag with a collection of paperwork in it. "Birth certificate, dental and medical records --hope you got those earaches cleared up, nasty stuff--, work attendance and appraisal history, I think I've even got a few school reports around here."
He looked up at her. "Anything else I should know?"