Cut it out. She gave Peabody a shove. You're making my eye twitch.We're just sitting here.I know sex giggles when I hear them.I wasn't giggling.Not you. Him.McNab just grinned at her. Those were manly chuckles.You're cops. Be cops.
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In "Indulgence in Death" by J.D. Robb, a moment of tension unfolds among the characters as one expresses irritation with humor. The character feels a twitch of annoyance and confronts Peabody, urging her to focus on their duties rather than getting distracted by giggles, implying a lack of professionalism. This establishes a dynamic where seriousness is expected from law enforcement. McNab interjects playfully, claiming that his laughter is of a more masculine nature, which only adds to the lighthearted conflict. This interaction highlights the contrast between maintaining decorum in their roles as police officers and the natural camaraderie that comes with their work. The exchange underscores the balance they need to strike between serious responsibilities and the personal relationships that develop within a team.

In "Indulgence in Death" by J.D. Robb, a moment of tension unfolds among the characters as one expresses irritation with humor. The character feels a twitch of annoyance and confronts Peabody, urging her to focus on their duties rather than getting distracted by giggles, implying a lack of professionalism. This establishes a dynamic where seriousness is expected from law enforcement.

McNab interjects playfully, claiming that his laughter is of a more masculine nature, which only adds to the lighthearted conflict. This interaction highlights the contrast between maintaining decorum in their roles as police officers and the natural camaraderie that comes with their work. The exchange underscores the balance they need to strike between serious responsibilities and the personal relationships that develop within a team.

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