Eyebrow
Rating: T
Spoilers: none
Summary: too short for one. CI/LGM crossover, use your imagination
Disclaimer: Not mine, don't sue
Goren had raised an eyebrow as his partner escorted her – was it contact, or had she said friend – across the room, and he wasn't the only one. He had wondered what her 'computer expert' would look like, and now realized he shouldn't have bothered. The vest alone was more than he could have dreamed up. He searched for the post-it where she'd scribbled his name, which reminded him of a neck. Aah, there it was. Frohike. Eames had said he was someone one of her roommates had known. Sure, he though, if the definition of 'to know' suddenly had become 'to buy pot from.'