Things are different today, I hear every mother say...

[nyc_detective]

WHO: nyc_detective and open!
WHERE: A bar
WHEN: Late this evening
WARNINGS: It's hard out here for an Assistant Commissioner.
SUMMARY: Elisa goes drinking. Feel free to join her.
FORMAT: Likely quicklog.

Comments

[wantsapprentice]

[ He isn't the type to frequent bars (or at least, not in person), but sometimes, it's good to be reminded of his roots -- to step away from the screens and remember he's flesh and blood.

He doesn't plan on staying long, an eyebrow lifting when he sees who else is here. Still, he doesn't miss a beat, leaning over the counter to make his request. ]

[nyc_detective]

[ Even after a few drinks, Elisa recognizes him. No way. Why was he here now?? ] What are you doing here.

[wantsapprentice]

[ He glances at her briefly but doesn't stop his conversation with the bartender. The man disappears into the back room before he finally addresses her. ]

What does it look like I'm doing?

[ "Something illegal!" is the wrong answer. ]

[nyc_detective]

[ "Something illegal" is the first thing that springs to mind. ]

Looks are deceiving.

[wantsapprentice]

[ Too bad on her. This transaction is completely legit! ]

Sometimes an apple is only an apple.

[nyc_detective]

Apples are rarely, if ever, just apples. Cigars, on the other hand...

[wantsapprentice]

[ The briefest flicker of a smile. ]

I've never been much of a smoker.

[nyc_detective]

So you say.