IMDb flu straggler

[i_am_your_host]

The last thing Dr. Dylan Reinhart remembers, at least vaguely so, is going to his room to sleep off an oncoming cold.

When he wakes up, he feels worse. Ugh.

Groggy and miserable, he changes out of his pajamas and into the tailored suit that's been laid out. Shirt, tie, sweater vest. None of the patterns or colors match, but oddly enough he makes it work in an elegantly offbeat way. Italian leather oxfords round out the ensemble.

He comes downstairs into the main bar, adjusting his pocket handkerchief (he has a feeling he'll be needing it as the sniffles, sneezing, and coughing persist). After ordering some tea and chicken soup, he tucks a cloth napkin into the collar of his vest, and settles down to eat.

As demure as he is, as engrossed in his meal as he is, and even as ill as he is, he still keeps his wits about him, observing who is in the room and where, the exits and windows (including the really Big Window). He can't exactly recall why he's like this. His memory is rather muddled at the moment. Which is annoying. And it's making him feel more ill than necessary.

[OOC: Have Emcee thinking he's Dylan Reinhart from Instinct.]

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[i_am_your_host]

"Oh, I'm a professor teaching behavioral studies, but recently I took on a side endeavor consulting for the homicide division in the New York Police Department," he rambles off with a fair bit of gleeful pride. "Lizzie-- er, Det. Needham-- she calls me when she needs help cracking a case-- you know, with unexplained murders, tracking potential serial killers, that sort of thing. I keep reminding myself that I'm only a consultant, not an actual detective, but when things get juicy I can't help myself with the witnesses."

[childofrebellion]

"What's involved in behavioral studies?"

His enthusiasm reminds Cassian of Barry, he's never going to get used to how happy some people are working for the law.

[i_am_your_host]

"A lot of psychology. Currently I'm teaching a class on human behavior as it pertains to the psychopathic mind--what makes abnormal behavior abnormal?"

And it isn't lost on him that Cassian chose to ask about his teaching instead of murders and serial killers.

[childofrebellion]

"That seems like something that depends a lot on who's asking."

He's seen the Empire use words like normal to define who gets to do what."

[i_am_your_host]

"Exactly my point, darling! Er, I mean--"

He clears his throat and coughs into his hankie. Sniffling a bit, he rubs his brow.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to call you-- uh. That was inappropriate of me."

Okay, weird.

[childofrebellion]

That darling sounded like Emcee and Cassian considers him again,

"An odd slip of the tongue, you sounded like my friend who looks like you."

[i_am_your_host]

"Heh, uh, is that so?" he says awkwardly after taking a sip of his tea to soothe his throat. He adjusts the knot of his necktie because suddenly it feels stifling. "You must be close if he calls you that."

[childofrebellion]

Cassian smiles, its small but brings out the dimple in one cheek, "He's an affectionate man."