Detroit 1-8-72010

Detective Louis Fitch:
[Fitch looks closely at the Grand Canyon paperweight on his desk] Did you touch my scorpion?

Detective Damon Washington:
No.

Detective Louis Fitch:
Well, somebody did. When I left, the stinger was pointing north, and now it's the other way.

Detective Damon Washington:
[Gesturing wordlessly] Fine, I picked it up.

Detective Louis Fitch:
Why would you do that?

Detective Damon Washington:
Look at your desk. You got a computer and a phone, not a single personal artifact. Then that... thing appears. How am I *not* gonna pick it up?

Detective Louis Fitch:
You control yourself, like a grown man.

Detective Damon Washington:
Come on.

Detective Louis Fitch:
If you touch anything on my desk, I will chop off your hands. I'll lock 'em in the gun safe. [He picks up the paperweight and slams it down as he repositions it, then walks off]

Detective Damon Washington:
Roger that.