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"You really don't want to know the specifics, trust me," Harvey said, almost exaggerated. "It's the kind of thing a parent gives a child for punishment. Instead of grounding or taking things away, they go for goat."
Mike finished his pastry and cleared his throat. "A trip to San Francisco sounds nice. Maybe not right away, though." He glanced at Harvey for a second before looking back at Scott. "If you get what I mean."
Scott chuckled and shrugged. “You’re welcome. And hey, if you come down to San Francisco for your taste testing, I can definitely recommend a restaurant or two for having some good shark. It won’t disappoint. Loooooooads better than goat. That just sounds horrible. And honestly, it makes sense. They’re living garbage disposals. They probably taste as bad as the stuff they eat.”
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Donna's #1 fan over here
"Obviously. She's my wife, I love her."
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Harvey was silent for a moment as he processed what Nix just said. He hadn't really tried to do something like use his mouth to tie his boots. No way. That was probably just a strange example. So he hoped.
He shook his head. "You know what they say; you gotta be careful with what you put in your mouth. Never know what'll happen."
"Pretty often yeah, it's fairly tame right now though at least by my standards." Nose scrunching up a little unconsciously at the phrase before grinning. "I'd become pretty insufferable; could manage but also people already get so opinionated when I use my mouth instead of my hands to do things like tie my boots."
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Harvey: Hey.
Scott: ...Hey?? This is weird, you almost never come to me first.
Harvey: Wanna play a couple rounds of Duck Hunt?
Scott: (—!!??) Who are you, what universe are you from, and what did you do to my Harvey?
Harvey: Funny. I'm feeling nostalgic. So, do you wanna play or not?
Scott: Yeah! I'm surprised you even got an old system up and running.
Harvey: It took some warming up. Anyway, I'll get the orange juice ready.
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"Now that sounds much better than goat!" Mike said, snapping his fingers. "I'll have to try that sometime." He gently nudged Harvey with his elbow. "And you can pay for it."
Harvey rolled his eyes. "Sure, it'll be my treat if we find it."
"Good," Mike said, triumphantly. He looked back to Scott. "Thanks for sharing something that actually sounds edible."
"Yeah, thanks," Harvey said. Though what he was really thanking Scott for, this time at least, was keeping Mike's mind busy.
Scott grinned excitedly as he leaned forward in his seat. “Shark is really, really good! It’s surprising because it tastes nothing like fish. It actually tastes more like crab honestly. It’s kinda got that delicate, almost sweet taste. And the meat texture is kinda like crab too. It’s delicious!”
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Harvey nodded once. "It really sounds like your brain is working overtime." Something he felt was discussed before but about memories, not multitasking. "But at least you have your hands. God forbid you lose that," he said, in an almost joking way.
"Very easy, preferable and my default too. For example my main focus point is this, but side avenues of my mind range from complicated math problems to rereading the book I finished earlier without needing to actually have it on me." Shrug of his shoulders as slipped the ring back onto his finger. "Which wouldn't take away from my physical ability to multitask; especially since I can use both my hands equally."
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(for the mun) do you ever feel pressured or overwhelmed to do replies?
[No, personally I don't feel overwhelmed or pressured. I do worry that I might overwhelm my partners though if I reply more than once a day. A lot of my partners have a lot of threads and stuff going on, after all. Way back when I first made this blog, I replied within like five minutes at least or sometimes an hour at most. That's not a lot of space/time for my partners.
Looking back, I say to myself: "Grey, chill. There's no rush." So I started only doing one reply a day to try to not overwhelm my partners. Or if they make a post saying they aren't feeling well and it's my turn, I won't reply until they say they're doing better.
That's about the gist of it. I don't feel overwhelmed but I don't want my partners to feel like that, so I shortened my reply time to give them time.]
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Mike huffed, "Go ahead. Laugh at my suffering." Though he appeared miffed, he was grateful for the idle chitchat. It was better than thinking of why they were here in the first place.
"So what's shark taste like, then?" Harvey asked, ignoring Mike's sulk. "I haven't had that before and Mike's skeptical of certain food now, I know he hasn't had it."
Scott couldn’t help but snort at the end of the story. He managed to keep his laughter at bay, but it took him a minute to speak. And though he was fighting his laughter, he was not fighting his grin.
“Wow. That’s,” he cleared his throat, “that’s some story, Mike. So this is good to know for future reference, if I ever want to try goat, the advice is not to. Not that I’ve ever wanted to try goat, but if the urge ever hits, I’ll remember this story.”
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"Multitasking." His tone was much more sarcastic than he meant it to be with just that one word. Not that he was one to really control his sarcasm unless under actual, serious circumstances.
Then after a moment of thinking about it, he gave a little hum. "Actually, that's probably easy for you, isn't it? To multitask."
"Not as easy to counter or mend." Of course the answer probably varied by person. Especially those who actually had to worry about physical threats. Slight flick of the ring into the air an few inches before passing it through the spaces between his fingers. "I have the position to not think like that though. Besides its easy to do both looking after myself and helping others."
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How is Louis's baby doing?
"We haven't spoken in a long time, but I assume she's doing well. She should be a year or so old now. How time flies."
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Mike cast a sidelong glance at Harvey as he took a bite of his pastry. Harvey shook his head. "Don't put the blame on me. You're the one who didn't listen."
Mike swallowed and looked back at Scott. "We were at a fancy restaurant and it was way back when I had pretty much nothing. I couldn't go to places like that on my own so Harvey took me to give me a feel of what a place like that was like."
"I looked through the menu and saw goat on it and I didn't see anything like that before," Mike continued. "So I asked Harvey about it and he told me not to touch it. I thought he was just being selfish and gatekeep-y, you know? I'm a newbie, so I can't have that kind of luxurious food. That sort of thing."
"Which is ridiculous," Harvey said dryly.
"So, anyway, I ordered it and thought 'wow, I'm gonna get a taste of real rich people food'." Mike ran a hand down his face. "I got a taste of it, alright. I don't know how else to describe it other than bad. I sent it back almost right away and ordered a normal steak instead. So moral of the story, not all rich people food is good."
Scott chuckled at Mike’s story as he sat back down in his chair. He decided to try to keep the guy talking about random things. Between the easy discussion and the food and coffee, he thought that would calm Mike down considerably.
He also noticed the silent question about the coffee, and it intrigued him somewhat.
“Okay, that’s fair. You’re right ; hospital food is never good for some reason. Alright, now I’ve got a better question.” He leaned forward some and asked, “How do you know what goat tastes like? I know what shark and alligator taste like but not goat.”
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Harvey listened while he watched the ring spin on Nix's finger. Part of him wanted to grab it just to see how fast Nix's reflexes were. It was probably best not to, though. And uncalled for.
He looked back at Nix's eyes. "I guess emotional ones can be worse than physical ones. You should probably worry about yourself first before others though."
"Actually quite acquainted with threats." Spinning the ring around on the tip of his finger. "Physical ones are mostly whatever; emotional ones though are way too casually and often prone to come up daily though." If anything he'd say his durability made him more bothered he just acted otherwise due to his past duties. "Also prone to take on the threats for others."
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You might look flashy but you're the best lawyer Seattle has so you shouldn't be underestimated.
"People don't underestimate me. If they do, they're a fool."
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"Thank you," Mike said when Scott handed him the pastry and coffee. He glanced at Harvey for a moment, a silent question if the coffee was 'safe', and Harvey nodded a go ahead. Mike took a sip before he spoke. "First of all, this is a hospital. Don't all hospitals have food that tastes nasty? Even New York was bad."
"But there were a couple times I ended up here. I was really sick one time, like really sick. It was to the point of hallucinating and that's when Harvey and Donna realized they needed more help. So they took me to the hospital and I was stuck here for a while."
"One day a nurse comes in with soup and says; 'eat this, honey. It'll help you'. And she's a nurse, so of course I'm going to trust her." Mike shook his head and clicked his tongue. "Big mistake on my part. Biiig mistake. It was nasty."
Scott offered Mike his pastry and his coffee he hadn’t touched yet. Mike looked like he could use them more than Scott.
“Here. Take these. The pastry is yummy. I bet you’ll like it. Faaaaar better than goat meat.” He saw a vending machine out in the waiting room on his way back in; he’ll grab something to drink from there later.
“Harvey can assure you about the coffee’s taste if you prefer,” Scott chuckled. “Now just out of curiosity, how’d you know what the soup tastes like here, Mike?”
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"That and the fact that a lot of people hate lawyers. I've had some...interesting encounters and nasty emails. I can take it just fine, the threats are always empty. It was something that mostly bothered me in my younger days, back when I was green."
He raised an eyebrow. "I guess that's not something you can really understand, is it? You're an angel, so you're pretty much invincible. I doubt threats are an issue."
Spinning an ring off his finger, twirling it to fidget as he listened. "I would not have guessed you played baseball." Of course he also just generally didn't think of filling in assumptions when it came to people overall. "Best part of the music industry, is being outside of it as somebody put it once to me." "Yeah it does seem a lot of people skills and puzzle solving- morality questioning."
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Mike sat beside Harvey and ran a hand over his eyes. "Some coffee sounds good. I thought of getting some on my way here but I wanted to come as soon as I could, so I just grabbed one of Harvey's suits and came right here."
"You gotta eat something too, junior. You're scrawny enough," Harvey added. "Something's telling me you didn't eat last night."
Mike scrunched his eyebrows together, uncertain. "Well...as long as what you have doesn't taste like goat meat. That's what the soup tastes like here. It's gross."
“You’re welcome,” Scott answered gently with a smile to match the tone. “Just doing my job. This is definitely one job I’m glad I could do. Sit down and rest, Mike,” Scott suggested. “You look like you haven’t slept or eaten anything. I’ve got some extra food if you want some, and I can grab some coffee for you.”
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Harvey looked to the side, trying to wrack his memory. "Well, it definitely wasn't the only thing I thought of doing. I remember during my younger years I considered being a baseball player. I went out and played a lot, after all." Fun times with his father.
"I also lowkey thought of something in the music industry, since my father was in a band." He shrugged a shoulder. "Eventually, I came to the conclusion of being a lawyer. I don't regret it, though there are times where things can get tricky."
"Not really, though often apparently quite the top recommendation from guardians to kids." He didn't have any strong bias towards either conclusion. Listening quietly to the response, "Not the only one that covers both those but does fit you better than the other examples I could think of." "Was it an always contender or more an later on pick? Most people I know have opted towards the latter, namely since they didn't even realize their jobs were possible till later on."
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