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[leftwithmybones]

McCoy's not really the type to go meet all his neighbors, so the truth is that he's got no clue who the hell lives around him these days. He's tempted to let Jim loose on them and get a report back later, but it does mean that when he's out by the garden, he's never sure if the people who pass by are just wayward islanders or if they're just down the beach from him. He's out in the sun with an umbrella stuck in the trees for shade, tending to the most recent crop of vaccines.

He's going to have to break apart the tomatoes to get at the code, but they've been improving with every batch (especially now that the cat's not getting loose in 'em and chewing them right through). He glances up when he sees a shadow just down the way, shielding his gaze and squinting at the figure.

"You got any pets?" he calls out, not wanting a vet trip today. "Because if you do, I wouldn't let them anywhere near here."

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[shewaswarned]

"That's high praise, coming from a doctor," she answers, both eyebrows rising. "But let's be honest here: would you ever say that to his face, or is this the kind of praise that we just keep to ourselves because he already knows he's a smarty-pants?"

[leftwithmybones]

"Maybe if he were anyone else, I wouldn't say it to his face, but the truth it, he's my best friend and I don't mind inflating that ego of his every once in a while. I mean. Hell, he does deserve it, he's a genius. He deserves to hear that."

[shewaswarned]

His answer charms Ellen, and without even realizing it, she's smiling. "You're a good friend," she adds, before clearing her throat and nodding to the rest of the house. "So, give me the grand tour of this place."

[leftwithmybones]

"Well, what you see's the porch as it basically stands," McCoy offers, wandering up the steps. "It creaks here and there. I did the best I could, but even with some help, I couldn't get it perfect. The elements are a real devil to try and work with, sometimes," he admits, holding the front door open for her.