Fit the Crime
Jack raised an eyebrow at Z as she walked past him into the interrogation room. Was that a CD player? he thought in disbelief. Only Z. No-one else would think to use music to try and break a suspect, although depending on the artist (and considering Z's sometimes questionable taste in music) it could be considered cruel and unusual punishment. Still, nothing else had worked so far, might as well cover all bases…
His eyebrows shot up as Syd's voice suddenly started coming out of the interrogation room and he risked a quick look at the petite pink ranger. Syd looked as if she was torn between being annoyed that her roommate was using her music for interrogating and professional artistry. Although, when the lizard didn't react well to the music at all, her pride kicked in instead.
"What does he know?" she demanded. "He's a lizard." Like that explained everything. Still, when Syd was put out like she was now she had the cutest pout, a pout that all but begged to be kissed away. He wouldn't yet though, still unsure as to how she'd take it, but one day… one day he was just going to say the hell with it and kiss her anyway. It would be worth the punishment.