Justin bounced Justine on his knee, trying to focus on the writing in his notebook. He jotted down a few notes, rolling a sucker between his teeth and frowning thoughtfully. It had been a long time since he'd actually gotten his hands dirty, so to speak. It was actually kind of refreshing. Not that Morse trusted him enough to do much. Still, he sketched out his own plans, and made calculations, looking for something they might have missed.
He took his glasses off, rubbing his eyes and looking to Justine. "We're running out of candy, kiddo. You'll have to ask Jack to find us more, hmm?"