"Why would people lie 'bout half the things they lie about?" countered Sawyer, arching a brow in challenge. He could think of plenty of lies that he'd made over the years, at least half of them useless, unhelpful, impractical at best. "All I'm sayin' is that we've known each other for some time now, and this is the first time I'm meetin' your dog. Though I guess the fact that we started off colleagues, in a sense, might explain that."
Noticing the near vicinity of the dog's nose, Sawyer leaned his head slightly away, pursing his lips as he peered down. "You trainin' him to be a breathalyzer there, Holmes?"
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Date: 2012-01-23 10:14 am (UTC)Noticing the near vicinity of the dog's nose, Sawyer leaned his head slightly away, pursing his lips as he peered down. "You trainin' him to be a breathalyzer there, Holmes?"