[He shakes her hand, a little smile tipping the corners of his mouth.] Just Gil is fine.
[He heaves a sigh, propping his hands on his hips and looking toward the front of the room again.] I'm going to have to look into all of this when Malcolm and I get home. See if there's something going on under the surface that I didn't know about.
[Gil's tone and expression turn a little ironic.] I've lived and worked in New York my whole life, so I might have a skewed idea of normal anyway.
[He gestures in the direction of his neurotic profiler son, currently deeply engaged in conversation with someone.] That's Malcolm. He works with me back home. What is it you do? I'm going to go out on a limb and guess it's got something to do with magic and apocalypses.
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[He heaves a sigh, propping his hands on his hips and looking toward the front of the room again.] I'm going to have to look into all of this when Malcolm and I get home. See if there's something going on under the surface that I didn't know about.
[Gil's tone and expression turn a little ironic.] I've lived and worked in New York my whole life, so I might have a skewed idea of normal anyway.
[He gestures in the direction of his neurotic profiler son, currently deeply engaged in conversation with someone.] That's Malcolm. He works with me back home. What is it you do? I'm going to go out on a limb and guess it's got something to do with magic and apocalypses.