A/N: Request from Stormy Snape. Read and review? Enjoy!

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Bleached

"You! You did this to me!"

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"You lie!"

"Think what you like, but please, do it somewhere else. I'm busy."

"But my tongue is permanently blue! See?" Greg stuck out his tongue.

"Yes, I see, but seriously Sanders, I'm trying to negotiate fibers here."

"But-"

"Shoo."

Greg just opened his mouth, about to make a witty retort, but thinking better of it. Instead, he pointed his finger accusingly and spat "I'll get you!" before stomping his way out of the room.

Catherine knit her eyebrows and confusion, before asking "What's up with him?"

Hodges looked up from his fine detailing of picking a set of red fibers out of the handle of the katana that was sitting in front of him.

"Oh, that." He quirked up the corner of his mouth. "I told him that the blue paint tasted like blueberries."

"And he believed you?" Catherine said, clearly not believing his story.

"Catherine, learn something." Hodges stated, staring directly at her. "It's Greg Sanders. He's dyed his hair so many time some of the bleach must have seeped into his brain by now. He'll do anything."

Catherine just blinked and replied "If you say so."