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The nice thing about owning your own building is that if you want to go up on the rooftop without setting off an alarm, you can. Ray does a lot of his big thinking up there. Sure, the Firehouse is only three stories tall, but it's still up on the roof. It gives him a little more perspective, and it's a nicely controlled perspective, too, rather

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"So," he asks as he closes the door behind him quietly; it's just habit. "How long you been waiting up here, huh?"

It's said with a smile as he walks over to where Ray's sitting.

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"Eh." Ray shrugs his shoulders. "Not all that long. It's not like it's getting cold this time of year or anything, either, you know?"

Some conversations are way harder to start than others, and this would be one.

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"It should be," he points out as he settles down next to the other man. "But you know New York. Craziest city in the world. I'm not complaining about a little extra heat, though. Not when I know how cold it's going to be when we hit January."

He knows. He won't force it, though.

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"True. It's going to be interesting if we have another serious blizzard. The MTA couldn't even handle a little rain. Can you imagine the subways after about a foot and a half of snow?"

It's weak, but it provides him something of a lead-in. Sort of.

"Speaking of snow."