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Profuse
“You're not Arthur Conan Doyle and no one here is Sherlock.”
“I've been practicing. I can totally do this, Tony. Just pick someone.’
Tony looked at McGee before sighing.”Fine. The woman in yellow over there.”
“She's rich. Has 2 kids. Is a doctor. Owns a cat.”
“Whoa, Probie. That's some profuse assumptions, right there.”
“I know what I'm talking about, Tony.”
“You know Gibbs rule, never assume. There's a reason for it.”
“What could you possibly know about it?”
“Well for starters, she's not rich. Her husband is. He makes around 300,000 a year. Also, she's not a doctor. She's a lawyer.”
“You're lying. You can't possibly know that.”
“Actually I dated her two years ago, so I do know that, Probie.”
