[ Dancing around the truth is okay. There's a difference between that and truth. It's a fine line, but Gabriel knows that there is one. Greg might not agree, he'd say the absence of the truth was the same as a lie, but he's a copper, they don't think the same way as the rest of the universe. The point is Gabriel has been... selective with the truth as it is, avoiding certain unpleasantness for the time being with Greg. It'll come to light soon enough, but what Gabriel wants to do is pick the time and place they have that conversation.

At the mention of the serious and sexy Lestrade, Gabriel grins from ear to ear.] Well, I wouldn't say too much. Probably not enough, recently. That's why he's grumpy.

You're not all bad, you know that? Not that I'd say that in public, I know you've got a reputation to protect. But you're okay kid. Which is more than I can say for a lot of your colleagues.

[And with that, he slips off the edge of the desk and stretches, letting each of the vertebrae in his back pop and his shoulders crack.] I think we understand each other, don't we?