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Dishabille
“What are you doing?” Kate protested as she watched Tony muss up his hair and untuck his shirt.
“I'm getting ready to quiz the suspect.”
“Looking like that?” Kate gestured to his general state of dishabille.
“Yes. Just watch. You'll see.”
The suspect was already in the interrogation room. Tony finished giving himself that mussed and sexy look. Stopping outside of interrogation, Tony took a deep breath and worked on getting into character.
He needed to approach this just right to get the suspect to talk. He wanted to give the appearance of sexual prowess and not a care in the world. Then he'd see just how the suspect reacted and go from there.
