Stiles is honestly snorting to himself at Cecil and Mike doing their best "girl" voices. This was turning out even better than he thought, just for those two alone. He controls himself just in time to continue the thread.

"Malone pauses, raising one eyebrow. 'Tell me Fifi is the name of your daughter, lady. Or a best friend who's dripping diamonds.' Because the thought of sinking so low to chase down a lost dog was galling to the hard-boiled private eye. But then again, a case was a case. He sighs.

"'Description of the missing?' he growls, already hating himself for this."