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Trooper Station: Wednesday

Dale sits cheerfully at his desk, whistling as he completes his paperwork for the week and eating his third jelly doughnut.

"Ralph? I have some tapes for you to transcribe," Dale called out as he signed off on his last piece of paperwork.

However Ralph was no where to be found.

"Ralph? Ralph? Where the devil did he go?" Dale said looking around the office and then addressing the gathering of troopers at the coffee station. "Oh well. Which one of you boys are up for transcribing my tapes today?"

The troopers gave Dale a baleful look before going back to their coffee talk.

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Roy made his way into the station late into the morning, having made sure Aly was alright before he finally made his way across town. And then there had been a whole other kind of distraction (http://community.livejournal.com/fandomtownies/3020989.html#cutid1), one of which was crumpled in his hand as he entered the lobby and looked around.

"Have you seen Ralph?" he asked Dale, not really looking at the special agent as he checked if Ralph wasn't hiding behind a corner.

"Haven't seen him, sheriff," Dale replied. "Is there a problem?"

"I think he enjoyed himself last night," Roy replied, placing the crumpled up poster in front of Dale.

Dale took one look at the poster and began to chuckle.

"Well, I have to say the likeness is uncanny."

Roy harrumphed and eyed Dale warily. "Why am I not surprised that's your first comment?"

"Oh come on," Dale said with a grin. "You don't see the humor in this?"

He must have because the frown faded for an instant and Roy's lips curved upwards. "Now it wouldn't be half as funny for him if I did."

Dale smirked. "So we're not going to charge him with insubordination?"

"Nah," Roy shook his head. "Just make him sweat a little."

"I thought their armor had a cooling unit to prevent them from sweating," Dale joked.

"I don't have to see it, just know it," Roy said, wrinkling his nose for an instant. "Besides, Saturday should be enjoyable enough."

"Skipping the light fantastic?" Dale asked.

Roy smirked. "I do expect to see you with your date."

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As usual, Charlotte had made far too many cupcakes for her class of an entire six people, but, as it turned out, she knew exactly somewhere to go on Wednesdays to get rid of them.

Funny how it worked out so nicely like that.

"Dale! I've got cupcakes!"

"Ah!" Dale said with amusement as he stood up to greet her. "Looks like the Princess Ballerina made a tad too many for class today."

"Now that isn't fair," Charlotte said with a small laugh, good humored to cover up her faint embarrassment, as she set the box of remaining cupcakes on the desk. "I can't make fun of back, since you actually did become what you wanted, although if you've still got that picture of J. Edgar Hoover in your wallet, there is that."

"And I always make too much. I know there's only six of them, but you'd think teenagers would eat more."

"Well there loss is my gain," Dale said replied before giving a little sigh. "And yes... I still have the picture in my wallet. And if you want further ammunition I actually took the picture to my interview for my admission to Quantico to show the interviewer. I believe the kids in this day in age would qualify me as being a 'giant dork'."

"Awwww," Charlotte gushed with her laugh musically increased. "Yeah, no making fun of me for wanting to be a princess ballerina. I at least grew out of it."

...Kind of.

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"A truce then," Dale said with a grin. "Right after you come through on your promise. I believe you said something about dancing for me? Or was that only in effect when were were small and tiny?"

Charlotte shot Dale a bit of a look. "Considering my aspirations to be a ballerina ended by the time I was eight and a half, that was certainly a one time only offer. Unless, of course, you're offering a scenario where you might be dancing with me."

"Well there is the policeman's ball this Saturday," Dale said tilting his head. "But I wasn't sure when you were heading out of town."

Charlotte gave a faint smile, "Oh, I could easily push that back until Sunday ~~since the mun's plane doesn't leave 'til then, la~~. Since I do owe up on my end of the bargain, and that sounds rather nice, anyway."

"Are you sure?" Dale asked smiling back. "I'd hate to take any time away from your friends. Though I'd probably have to end up dancing with Roy and Ralph."

"Oh, well," Charlotte said, in a tone that clearly sealed the deal, "far be it from me to deprive them the pleasure."

"You won't be jealous?" Dale said looking amused. "I'm told Ralph can be rather grabby."