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I know Lassiter would like to think he’s reasonable, serious, and normal but his life to anyone else’s ears sounds so wacky and full of hijinks
We can bring up the small things like the fact he reenacts war battles, has mommy and daddy issues, or had a fling with a colleague, but there is also the facts that he works with a psychic, has so many guns in his house the police couldn’t find them all, had gotten in a relationship with a woman who is in jail after her brother tried to steal his blood, tap dances to relax and solve murders, set up a bomb on a car as a distraction for the mentioned psychic, has a murder- I mean suspect board in his own home, would plant evidence on his ex-wife’s new boyfriend, is pansexual, has encouraged his colleague to breakup with the twice previously mentioned psychic, has offered to set up that colleague with another woman in prison, refused to tell anyone about extreme amounts of blood loss, went fishing with Henry Spencer, has shot at a donut mascot after being drugged, gave colleague and psychic knives (not of the kitchen variety) as a housewarming gift, threw himself a party (banner included) for solving a case, cut the umbilical cord off of his boss’s baby, has chased previously mentioned psychic’s best friend through his apartment building with a sword after once again being drugged, immediately assumed he slept with the coroner, psychic, and psychic’s best friend after waking up from a night of drinking spooning the coroner, has gotten the nickname detective dipstick, is definitely a conspiracy theorist in a government cover up and apocalyptic kind of way, has the most glorious chest hair (not really relevant but I just want to bring it up), and is weird about his car.