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At the risk of quoting Mean Girls, I think I have much more of a right to interact with Olivia than that ... other guy. He doesn't even — I'm not going to say it. But he doesn't. I left behind an entire world for one that doesn't have coffee, I think I deserve to be in the scene. Not anything more than that, of course. Just to be there.

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You okay over there? [ She's so totally not amused right now. Nope. ] You seem a little tense.

Don't tell me you're jealous? [Not like she gave any reason for that or anything.] He's just some guy I met in a bar.

[Really, Liv? Do you remember the last time you used that line? ~~No one else past your canon point does.~~ Your mun is-- okay, no, she's amused.]

[ He knew this was going to happen. ]

I am. A little.

Exactly what I'm saying.

[ Totally not what Olivia is saying. ]

[She's not laughing at you, Lincoln, but she can't exactly laugh with you if you aren't laughing in the first place.]

That's flattering. Not as much as the idea that you left behind coffee just to hang out with me, but... [She's just teasing! But seriously:] There's nothing to be jealous about. Even if you don't get first crack at it, it's not like there are no other opportunities.

Yeah, I know. It's not like you're a commodity. But if I was going to fight someone for your time ... okay, I probably wouldn't fight him. Not literally.

[ What about a pit trap, though. ]

[Someone's giving this more thought than it actually needs.] If it were just a fist fight, my money would be on him, no offense.

I wouldn't want to go up against him in a sniper duel, either.

[What was that about pit traps?]

Anyway, the point is that I'm not even in demand. -- At least, wasn't until recently. When it rains, it pours, I guess.

That's what I mean. Maybe the next time Batman trains me for three years I'll give it a shot.

[ Constructed out of office supplies. ]

Well, you were, but I'm not much one for demands. Anyway, it was out of our hands.

I still don't get the whole Batman thing. Mantis is way cooler.

[Astrid probably has schematics for those! Complete with probable success rates.]

That is part of what's nice about you. You're realistic, but you're definitely not as assertive as--

[Let's not bring in the otherverse counterparts, Olivia. That door opens both ways.]

You're fine just the way you are.

A little. [ She repeats, nodding without any actual agreement. ] Uh huh.

You wanna get that little somethin' off your chest?

[ She'll also tell him how much Fringe Division money he's wasting. A nice graph. ]

They're both pretty silly when you think about it.

[ How do you like them apples, Jason. As for the other comment, well. Comparison is inevitable, especially given the choice he made. And given that choice, he's never ever comparing the Olivias. Out loud. ]

You sure? I don't think my usual look is going to mesh well with the rest of the division.

[ He makes a show of thinking about it, deadpan. ]

No, I think I'll bottle it up. Repress really hard. It's my thing.

Point.

[There is some serious consideration going into this moment, Lincoln. Super serious.]

We might want to get you some hair gel.

[ Alright, so she snorts. ]

Don't tell Charlie; he'll say we have it in common. He'd probably even recommend I give you lessons.

But keep the tie, right?

[ Straight face, per usual. ]

Oh, definitely. It'll double as a leash while we get you trained in.

[Right back at ya, buddy.]

Is that what he'd say? I'm trying to imagine what those would entail.

[ Actually, he has some thoughts. The titles of lesson plans, even. "Misdirection With A Smile." Or maybe "The Most Opaque Defense Is A Playful Offense." ]

Oh, it'd be one hell of a course. We're talking "The Art of Segues", "Repressing and All Its Friends". Believe me, it comes highly recommended.

[ But her smirk still says, If you think I'm bad, need we really discuss the other Olivia? ]

I was about to ask about division hazing.

You should know better than to ask about that sort of thing.

Astrid might give you a straight answer, but do you really wanna know?

By...? You can't say Agent Francis.

[ Something he resists acknowledging even a little bit. His "no comparison" policy, which is sure to break down in time. ]

Oh, I was going with Astrid, but hey, you said it, not me.

[ Her nose wrinkles in amusement, and her head gives a shake. ]

It's half the battle, or so I hear. And she could make me an itinerary.

Oh, now this is going to get back to him, isn't it.

[ Though in all honesty, he's worried about what Charlie will think of him. ]

Don't worry about it. [ She whispers and nudges him gently with her shoulder now. ] Your secret's safely repressed with me.

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