After the briefing, Sydney asks Dad if they can talk, private like |
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With the help of his handy 60 second bug scrambler, Jack says talk, and
Syd
does. She wants to know what's up with this security stalker stuff
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Jack says, not sure, but the guy who does their advanced lie detection
stuff is visiting next week, so maybe Sloane suspects a mole or
two, and better have Vaughn work with you on beating the detection
stuff
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Okie dokie |
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Meanwhile, back at Will's newspaper, Will's in a pickle |
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Seems Will finally convinced his editor to let him do a story on Danny
Hecht's murder
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only now he doesn't want to do it because it would hurt Sydney, but if
he doesn't do it, the story will get assigned to another reporter |
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So the damned-if-he-does-damned-if-he-doesn't Will stops by Syd's for
a chat, but
he wusses out
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Syd mentions that they're all worried at the bank because they're all
getting lie detector tests because some cash is missing, and she's
never taken off her engagement ring
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which pretty much seals Will's wuss-out, so no meaningful talks about
a story on Danny this time |
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In self-storage, Vaughn starts to prep Syd for the lie detector test |
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He asks lots of questions like 'are you a double agent?', and of course
the ultimate spy question, 'are you romantically interested in
anyone?'
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Syd says 'no' to that last question, which the machine says is a lie,
which means
she's
got
a lot of
lying to
practice
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