A/N: This is a one-shot I originally posted on my tumblr with a graphic edit so you can head there to check it out! :)
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I've got the brains. You've got the looks. Let's make lots of money.
Jordan found herself bopping along as she headed into the Lab, Pet Shop Boys had always been a guilty pleasure.
Nigel was typing away furiously at his computer, a pen caught between his teeth. Jordan made sure to slam her heavy stack of folders onto the counter and she was rewarded with him falling off his chair.
"Jesus." Nigel brushed back his tousled hair and tried to get his long legs under him.
"Nope, just me." Jordan smirked as she walked over, "Whatchya working on that you need an 80s soundtrack for?"
Nigel tried to come off unamused, but she could read him like a book; he was dying to share his latest ingenious breakthrough. He didn't need much prodding before he launched into a full-scale explanation on how he managed to sequence DNA from an almost completely degraded sample for one of her cases. He was waiting on the results now.
"See, this is why we're the perfect team." Jordan dropped her head onto his shoulder, "You've got the brains, I've got the brawn."
Jordan chastely kissed his cheek and headed back out, bobbing her head to the music as she sang along. Nigel just smiled and spun back towards his computer, his hand lingering on his cheek.
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