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"I'm gonna ask her out."
Travis looked up from his lunch, surprised to see Nicholas leaning over him. "Who?" he asked, swallowing quickly. "The girl from forensics?"
Nicholas nodded. "Yeah," Nicholas said. He sat down, plucking a piece of lettuce from Travis' plate. "Do you think I should?"
"I think you should get your own lunch," Travis said, pulling his plate away. "I thought you'd given up on women."
"No," Nicholas clarified. "I took a break from women after Tricia. A man can only handle accusing phone calls at three in the morning for so long."
"I thought you two made a cute couple," Travis said, finishing off his sandwich.
"And I thought she was mental. What's your point?"
Travis laughed and got up from the table. "You go," he started. "You ask that girl from forensics out. And I'll be at my place with plenty of lager for when she turns you down."
"And you have fun drinking it by yourself," Nicholas shot back. "I hope you're hung over tomorrow on patrol."