[Isabelle Cooper]

Isabelle did not bother with knocking on the office door, instead she decided to walk right in. "Come on we are going for a walk, everyone else is busy, it is a nice day and I need a guard dog". she said as she stopped walking when she reached the front of Bobby's desk. The man did not look up, so she leaned forward and closed his computer so he had no choice but to look up to her. Izzy gave him a smirk, "You better come willingly or I will have no choice but somehow drag you outside." she still had not figured that out, how she being on the shorter end of things would drag a man taller than her outside. Standing up again she crossed her arms over her chest and looked at him, "Well...are you coming? she asked. 

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1245
Oxford's Office

He had files to get in order, while Matt oversaw the base operations day to day. Keeping files in order was his job. It was a dull task but someone had to do it. He was busy arranging them by teams, dates, months; pretty much in order to a last minute. It had been one of the things that had been send by Cowden's officer. The man was going to make his life extremely miserable to boot. Shooting him appealed strongly. Bobby was in no mood to do deal with the list that Elliot had given. As the White House Adviser knew next to nothing about how things worked. On top of that he had his own mission report to proofread.

He heard Coopers voice and nearly groaned. Instead he continued to focus on the task at hand. At her words he bit back a snark remake that was waiting to come out. Guard dog? Bobby raised an eyebrow at the computer screen as his eyes moved with words. If he ignored her long enough, she might go away. He had saved his work seconds before the computer screen was closed and saving his own fingers in process. Her actions had proved him wrong that ignoring her wasn't an option. Leaning back and armed folded over his chest he looked at her amused.

"Is that a threat?" he asked as he set empty mug aside, "and if I don't?" He got to his feet to stretch his legs. "Speaking of Guard dogs. Do I get a treat if I bring you back safe and sound?" Turning he saw her expression and grinned before shaking his head. It was never a bad idea to explore the planet one was living on.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

1245
Oxford's Office

He took his sweet time even acknowledging that she was standing there,  "Is that a threat....and if I don't?" Isabelle watched him stand up and stretch, more reason for him to go on a walk, it was not healthy to sit for long periods of time like that. "Yes, it is a threat and if you don't..." she paused and thought for a moment, "I'll think of something, but you wouldn't like it." of course she'd probably have to much fun with whatever she came up with, mostly because it was fun to tease him.  "Speaking of Guard dogs. Do I get a treat if I bring you back safe and sound?" Isabelle smirked,  "That depends if you behave yourself and bring me back safe and sound." she replied as she turned and started walking out of his office, "So far you're on a good track." she called back over her shoulder. 

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1245
Oxford's Office

He slowly bobbing his head after she paused. For some reason outside of her accent and mispronouncing of s'more she amused him. But her height was another factor cos he had to look down. "I won't like it?" he questioned, "You can leave that to me. Can't be any worse than what Matt has dished out over the years." He wondered if anything could beat Matt's threats.

The word behave had his face twisting. He always behaved himself, while not all the time, he had moments of misbehaving. Perhaps if he admitted he had done more than his fair share if misbehaving in his life so far. "Don't worry your pretty head Cooper," he patted her head, "I'll bring you back in one piece." When she turned to walk away, it left him no choice but to follow.

With a sigh he grabbed his jacket hung it over his arms, "Any specific location you have in mind?" he threw that at her. There was no point in making it obvious that the base was in the middle of a jungle of all places. It had taken him a while to get why it located where it was. Foot approach to the base was next to impossible for the enemy. Aerial attacks were making them sitting ducks.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

1246
Oxford Office

He had some nerve, patting her on the head like she was some kid or a pet who had just done what her owner had told her to-do. Isabelle frowned and grabbed his hand to prevent him from touching her hair any more. "You better." she said as she started walking past him, "Who else would you debating over the proper pronunciation of smores with?" she asked as she glanced back over her shoulder.  As for where she wanted to do, Izzy did not have an answer, she just wanted to go for a walk. "I was thinking we'd pick a direction and go with it, see what we can find." she told him. 

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[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1246
Oxford Office

The woman had a point Bobby admitted as he watched her walk away, only to turn around to face him as she made her comment, "I might have to find myself another pretty Italian to pick on. But it would be a shame if they were not pretty as you." He threw a wink as he tapped her nose before taking the lead out to the Armory.

Turning to face her as he walked back wards, "We might want to take a string, so we can find our way back to the base." Thinking for a moment, it wasn't a bad if she wanted to pull a random walks around the unexplored parts of the planet, "Or you know a S'more trail." He added in a serious tone. While deciding if he should duck from a potential punch in the face he was likely to receive. She might not break his jaw, but she could cause a decent damage.

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[Isabelle Cooper]

1247
Oxford Office

Isabelle scoffed, "I'd like to see you try and find someone like me who puts up with your antics." she replied. Antics did not even begin to describe the man. She slid her hands into the pockets of her jacket and walked behind him as he walked backwards, he brought up s'mores again and she rolled her eyes, "You love to bring that word up don't you." the last time they had "discussed" that word, it had resulted in a rather childish argument followed by a rather weak attempt at tickle fight. In the end it had been amusing.  He kept walking backwards, Isabelle tilted her head to the side a little and gave him a smile, "You might want to watch where you are walking, I can't promise I won't laugh if you trip and fall." 

[Robert "Bobby" Oxford Jr]

1247
Oxford Office

There were already enough people around him to tolerate his antics. Two were here and the rest were back in the Milky Way. Chuckling he said nothing. If she was referring to females tolerating his antics she wasn't first, by gods he hoped she wasn't the last. There were his sister-in-laws and mothers.

"Sure do," he admitted, "Nothing wrong with it." No way he was admitting that it was fun to see her reaction every time he used it. He was aware that she might feel like killing him over it and it was not something he blamed her for. Since he was provoking her annoyance. Stopping he looked at the way he was heading, "You are entitled to have a good laugh at my expense, Miss Cooper."

Or hurt him. With the latter he knew it would cos he was being a pain in the butt. Intentionally or unintentionally. Either way worked for him. He knew how to be a pain without trying to be one. It was a skill it refined over the years. Came in handy some days.

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