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Hope you've got some practice with it. That's a risky setting for a date, don't you think?

You just don't like that I have other friends now.

[hell]

I'm assuming the sort of friendship you're aiming for with her is different than what you have with me. What am I supposed to be possessive of here?

My time? I'm only opening the floor for you to express personal insecurities, Will. We're all friends here.

Careful with that word. Use it too much and it could lose its power.

[Because friendship is a weapon, right? A source of control? Of course it is.]

But speaking of your time and power, seems I've got a couple new tricks up my sleeve. One I may need some help figuring out. When's a good time for a session, Dr. Chilton?

I have to call in my dues sometime.

Really? Is this to appease me? I mean, you are officially on the record, but I appreciate the explicit consent. How's Wednesday? Wednesday at six. To begin with. [He can't wait.] I would prefer to move you to Saturday after that.

Whatever works best for you. I'm easy. Apparently, I'm immune to poison now. But I don't know how far that extends. You're the only one I know who'd have access to drugs I couldn't get easily, and I don't think April would take it too well if I started making pancakes with bug spray or putting rodenticide in my oatmeal. Dr. Crane was, for lack of a better word, pissy last we spoke. So you can see my dilemma.

[Giving explicit consent is not how Will Graham appeases Frederick Chilton. Nah. He's going back to the drawing board and giving explicit consent in regards to "drug my ride, bro." Hopefully, he'll win something better than memories of Hannibal being a jerk.]

Why was Crane in a foul mood? Or, rather, one fouler than typically?

[Chilton latches onto that in a most telling manner.]

You know I won't just give you liberal access to my pharmaceuticals. It will be a full hour session.

I don't know. I just asked him a question and he was cross with me out of nowhere.

[He did say he wouldn't go spilling details to just anyone, this is his attempt to not get further into it than he already has. Whoops.]

I don't need liberal access so much as I need someone who knows how to use them and how they work better than I do. [Well that's dangerously close to "I need you" and Will is going to brush his teeth like four times later because of it.] See you Wednesday at six. To begin with.

[Because if they can survive one full hour session without Chilton wanting to chuck him out a window (or driving a car into the office to strike Will where he stands because of how much of a pain in the ass he can be), then he honestly deserves a second round.]

Will. What was the question.

[It was intended to read more like a command. A command that was slipping, since Will had little to defer to over text.]

Before you attempt to evade my line of questioning, you should know. Power Girl came by to see me a few days ago.

[There's the hook.]

[Oh good God. Will takes a second, because he honestly has a few words to say about Power Girl, as much as he has to say about how it seems like Chilton enjoys sending her on goose chases. But he decides it's better to go defensive than offensive, shut down instead of expose. At least until Wednesday at six.]

Work-related. Confidential. You know how law can be. Nothing worth Power Girl's time, either.

[Yes, that is his hiding spot. Implying that he'd be breaking some legal barrier and then sticking that shield in the ground and sitting behind it. A desperate last refuge.]

I don't know why you'd think legality and all its trappings would be my foremost concern.

[Be direct? Maybe that will work?]

I'm not going to risk further straining a relationship with a coworker who could report me for some sort of violation. I will put a lot of things on the line for you, but having a work environment that's relatively frictionless is new to me. I like it. I like my job! I want to keep liking my job. Don't ask me to throw it away.

[so you can have some boring gossip doesn't make it in. He thinks it, almost types it, but no. That could be taken as rude.]

I'm not asking you to throw anything away, Will. I just find it curious that you believe Crane would be inclined to report you for, as you said, "some sort of violation".

Is that the tenor of your professional, working relationship?

This isn't Wednesday at six.

[DO YOU EVER STOP]

Have I touched upon a nerve?

[No never.]

We will pick this up Wednesday, then.

All right. I'm going to get very very drunk after I get back to the house. If you have anything else to add, now is the time to get it out there.

[Anything else that isn't "do you drink in response to all horrible situations?" of course.]

No. I'll save it for when you're cornered in a room.

[He only says it because he knows it will frustrate Will, this little showcase of power.]

[yay friendship :(

He's not going to say anything. Chilton can see how his handiwork paid off in person, once he's cornered in a room. One he can, presumably, walk out of if it gets too frustrating.]

[No walking out, that would be akin to DEFEAT. But he could easily monologue about the merits (or lack thereof) between April and Alana.]

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