Russell nearly lets out another snort of laughter when Denise mentions Reid's wife, because Russell's pretty sure Reid and that big, hairy guy from the bookstore are more than just friendly and he wonders what Denise would think of her own statement if she knew that. Or if she saw the guy. Russell's pretty much as straight as they come, but he thinks all sorts of women would have to swoon over that guy. He looks sort of like a bookwormy lumberjack, but he figures that has to be the kind of look some women might just go nuts for. It's why he's kept Katie far, far away from that store. Not that he doesn't trust her or that he thinks she's going to ditch him after all this for a guy like the one Reid is dating, but Russell's just a skinny cop with a moustache. He knows he's not really as impressive as Reid's friend.
"Hey, those are great names. Don't come callin' me when you can't think of better names that properly convey just how evil and adorable they are all at the same time," Russell answers, holding up his hands like Reid has delivered some great insult. He sort of can't believe this is happening, if he's honest. They'd come here to investigate a goddamn cat-napping, found out it was pretty much nothing, and now Reid is suddenly adopting two naked cats. This sort of crazy shit doesn't happen in real life, but here they are, exactly where Russell figures only crazy people would be.
"Are you seriously gonna adopt them?" he asks, dropping his voice so only Reid can hear him as Denise starts to busy herself with paperwork. She seems beyond excited that Reid is about to take these cats and Russell figures she's probably only partly eavesdropping at this point. Besides, she stole a cat, it's not like anything they'll talk about can be any worse than that. "Did your, uh... your friend? Did he say it's cool?"
He's more or less gotten over his small town bigotries that he's carried through a lot of his life, but sometimes it's still a little weird for Russell. It's not like he and Reid have exchanged a whole bunch of private, personal information, but Russell's not blind. He doesn't want to be a dick and he really doesn't care, but he's also not entirely sure what to say or how to word it or what Reid even wants him to know. Maybe he's not even supposed to know.
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"Hey, those are great names. Don't come callin' me when you can't think of better names that properly convey just how evil and adorable they are all at the same time," Russell answers, holding up his hands like Reid has delivered some great insult. He sort of can't believe this is happening, if he's honest. They'd come here to investigate a goddamn cat-napping, found out it was pretty much nothing, and now Reid is suddenly adopting two naked cats. This sort of crazy shit doesn't happen in real life, but here they are, exactly where Russell figures only crazy people would be.
"Are you seriously gonna adopt them?" he asks, dropping his voice so only Reid can hear him as Denise starts to busy herself with paperwork. She seems beyond excited that Reid is about to take these cats and Russell figures she's probably only partly eavesdropping at this point. Besides, she stole a cat, it's not like anything they'll talk about can be any worse than that. "Did your, uh... your friend? Did he say it's cool?"
He's more or less gotten over his small town bigotries that he's carried through a lot of his life, but sometimes it's still a little weird for Russell. It's not like he and Reid have exchanged a whole bunch of private, personal information, but Russell's not blind. He doesn't want to be a dick and he really doesn't care, but he's also not entirely sure what to say or how to word it or what Reid even wants him to know. Maybe he's not even supposed to know.