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Bored Bill is bored.
Against better judgment he asks Bar for something to do and she gives him a box and a root beer float.
Lifting the box he arches a brow.
"Really? C'mon."
The float disappears and his eyes widen.
"Hey, okay. I asked, I'll give it a try."
The float reappears along with a bowl of M&Ms.
Smiling Bill opens the box and sets up the game, his first attempt careening off at an odd angle into someones drink.
"Oh damn, sorry."
Anyone up for Tiddledy Winks?
[tiny tag of law enforcement: Kate Beckett]
Against better judgment he asks Bar for something to do and she gives him a box and a root beer float.
Lifting the box he arches a brow.
"Really? C'mon."
The float disappears and his eyes widen.
"Hey, okay. I asked, I'll give it a try."
The float reappears along with a bowl of M&Ms.
Smiling Bill opens the box and sets up the game, his first attempt careening off at an odd angle into someones drink.
"Oh damn, sorry."
Anyone up for Tiddledy Winks?
[tiny tag of law enforcement: Kate Beckett]
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Clearly, she's mistaken him for someone else.
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"Bar's idea, actually. Don't know how long it's been since I've played this."
He has a southern accent, which might help, or it could be taken as Castle just being
more annoyingstranger than usual.His eyes go up and in an arc over the edge of the counter following another errant piece.
"Haven't made one on the board yet."
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Beckett rises from her seat to slide into a closer one.
"Muscle memory. You'll get it eventually."
She waits for his innuendo to inevitably follow.
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"Well, I got plenty of time to get it right, I guess."
Another failed attempt and he gestures to the other pieces sitting on the counter.
"Wanna give it a shot?"
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"Sure," she decides, surprised at her own admission, and makes her first attempt.
It's wide and goes skittering off the opposite edge of the bar.
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He watches her take a shot and chuckles.
"I don't remember it bein' this tricky at all."
He tries again and manages to wing the corner of the box. Closer, but still no cigar.
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Her next attempt barely skims over the edge of the box and she releases a huff in slight frustration.
"First laser tag, now this? Do you have some secret inner child that I don't know about, Castle?"
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"Ha!"
It's only a five point score but hey, it's something at least.
Grinning, he fist pumps in the air then freezes when her last words register.
"Huh?"
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But when his expression doesn't change, realization strikes.
"You're not Rick Castle."
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He shakes his head quickly.
"Nah-uh, I'm Bill. Pardy."
Okay, so he's been called Mal, Kevin and now Rick? What the hell, is there some crazy copy machine going off somewhere or something?
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"Sorry. You're just a dead ringer for this guy I work with."
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He scratches his ear he lets out a light laugh.
"I outta be used to this sorta thing by now. S'just weird. An' I'm sorry, what's your name?"
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"Oh. I'm Detective Beckett - Kate."
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He catches the piece,almost drops it, then sets it back on the counter.
"It's a lot harder than I remember it," He says with a sheepish smile.
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"I played football an' this ain't the same as that at all."
Another piece goes sailing, this time back over his shoulder.
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It might be he's spoken too soon. Just as he finishes speaking his blue chip lands in the box.
"Hey, fifteen points. All right."
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"Charlie." He extends a hand.
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He shakes hands, firm but friendly and nods.
"Bill."
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"Crimefighter?" Bill doubts he means a cop.
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It's a little weird at first but Bill's learned to get over things like that pretty quick.
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