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[color=4169e1][i]That's not very justice of you, Brennan.[/i][/color]

As [i]creatively[/i] as the Irishman was presenting the facts, Umeko still stayed quiet. It wasn't surprising, and it was a way to try not to get lumped in with the villains. Griese... Unscrupulous wasn't quite the word, but it was close. She was accustomed to it, though she'd needle him later. It helped that she knew he'd never do anything to her detriment. A little hypocritical, maybe, but she could live with his little deceptions. If you were going to love someone you had to accept all of them, right?

Besides. It was useful material to get her way later. 

She tried not to snicker a little when he mentioned the bus. [i]Very[/i] creatively presenting the truth. The Japanese native set the grocery bags on the floor and rested her forearms on the teller's countertop, leaning her weight against them a little. After carrying the bags around for most of the trip, it was nice to take a load off. Her eyes bored into the side of Brennan's head, the faint smile tugging upwards at the corner of her mouth. He'd know she was judging, and that was infinitely more entertaining than anything she could say.

[color=4169e1][i]Burennaaaaan.[/i][/color]