Agency dogs

Scott shakes his head stubbornly, still not opening his eyes. "I don't feel like going for a walk. You can."

He tucks his hands under his pillow, not wanting to see the morning light. he didn't feel like being in the light... the dark was safer today. It was most days anymore.


Leo is just finished stirring the paint when Cassy joins him. "Alright, sounds good." Grabbing an extra pan, he pours some of the paint in. "Madam... your paint..." He hands her a brush too. "And your brush."

Standing, he takes the can and a brush for himself and tucks a rag into his back pocket, wandering over to the first wall, bopping his head a little to the music that was playing. "Alright, Mr. Wall, time for a makeover."

Moving the step ladder a little closer, he steps up several rungs so he can reach the high parts. "You take the low stuff I'll take the high stuff," he offers. "That way it's me that'll come crashing down instead of you."


Jason rolls his eyes as Ryan gives him an evasive response. He's ready to leave when she finally answers him though.

He throws up his arms, letting them drop this sides lamely. "Great. Oh well. At least we got some information out of the guy. I guess he's on his own now. Prolly get his head blown off inside of three days."

Pursing his lips, he nods to Ryan. "Thank you for your cooperation. If you see Alec, be sure to let us know."

Turning around, he grumbles under his breath as he heads for the door. "I told Reese he wasn't worth our time... let the Agency dogs have him."