Mozzie looked up at him from his position at Neal's desk, the man noticing that he looked paler than usual and more tired. He could see he was also worried about Neal. "I just told you, Mrs Suit said I should come down and we should spend time 'bonding'." he told him and sighed, looking just all in all depressed because of everything that had happened and now El was telling him to play with the FBI. Things just could not get worse.
"She said you were worried about Neal, and you needed to get your mind on other things...she said the same for me too.." he added and glanced around, picking up one of the FBI communication pens, wondering how he could use it to his advantage in getting more insight into the FBI without having to be around them.
Now that would suit him nicely.
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