Of course...
“Is there anything involving you that doesn’t involve deadly traps, bizarre occurrences, or people trying to kill you?” Hopper sounded mystified by the sheer odds of such being the case.
“It was just one date! I thought it ended well!” Soames protested.
Obviously not, his aforementioned date was dressed as a -Hopper guessed- “slinky anime villain with corset fetish undertones.”
And she was tarting it up behind the blast glass as she did her villain monologue.
“Is she even aware the microphone is turned off?” Soames drooped at the shoulders.
“You going to tell her?” Hopper gestured at the glass as full on crazy paraded behind it.
“Uh...what? I was too busy staring at..”
Hopper had to admit, despite the crippling psychosis, the lady was attractive in that outfit.
*click fweeeeeeeet* “Will you two stop staring at my”
Well, she did discover the microphone was off.