Duko waited patiently as Meya droned on and on, as she asked about why he had been the unfortunate soul to end up as her partner. He listened to every word she said, trying to formulate his next words as she spoke. The names 'puppy dog' and 'old man' were obviously on two opposite ends of the spectrum, and he would have to address that too. He imagined himself in a battle of wits, in which he had no clue of his opponent's skill with words. Fortunately, she suffered from the same disadvantage.<br/><br/>...And here came the Fashion Police. Some people just didn't realize how comfortable a pair of shoes could be if they couldn't be pleased aesthetically. Simple design, yet great comfort cost him probably half of whatever the hell she had on her feet. He wouldn't look down just yet, as she could take that as a sign of weakness. She was wearing as his patience already, but he had met so many rebellious souls that her's only had some meaning because of her ability in the Interrogation Room.<br/><br/>"...Listen here,<span style="font-style: italic">Pussy Cat.</span>I've heard just about enough of your whining about me." He figured if she was going to call him an animal name, he would gladly return the favor. The look on her face at this point was already priceless. He would try to tread lightly, but at this point, he knew that tactic would be useless here.<br/><br/>"So I'm an old puppy, eh? Does that mean I'm young enough to learn new tricks, yet wise enough to know when to not screw up? Because that's the real message I'm getting here." He looked down at her footwear and couldn't help but let out a small laugh. "You call those shoes? You're right, I wouldn't last a day in your sad excuse for a pair of shoes. Besides, they look too small for me anyways. Why would I want to cause myself that much discomfort? You confuse me, woman. But I guess that's one of your better interrogation skills as well as a natural flaw." He shrugged, looking back up at her. "A classic case of perfect imperfection, if I do say so myself."<br/><br/>He waited a few moments to cool down, eyes locked onto hers as he took a few slow, deep breaths. "And as for my reassignment, it obviously wasn't my choice. I'm here to help you preserve your career. You have no need to worry, as I won't need to be with you for long. It appears that this is your only violation while employed by our agency, and it wasn't even close to what some agents have done. So please, cool your jets and bear with me until I am assigned elsewhere."<br/><br/>What a nice introduction.