Oh, Danny boy...

Jun 01, 2010 02:01

[an email from Nichols to Ross. Seriously.]

To:  daniel.ross@nypd.nyc.gov
From: z.nichols@nypd.nyc.gov
Subject: STAT, ASAP, and any other important sounding acronyms - having a personal crisis here

Did you know that Det. Logan has apparently had relations - and I use that term very seriously - with just about anything with legs in this city? To include Amelia? As in my Amelia? Well, she isn't mine anymore because we've gone our separate ways, but that's beside the point. It's for the best anyway. I've been told the best options to find a new someone that hasn't been involved with Logan in his pre-Millie days would be to find someone who hasn't lived here.

This is why I have a problem. I don't know these things. I find these things out by going to a bar which was on all counts a bad idea in the first place. So now I know that all things female are either tainted by Logan or otherwise unavailable. This is just ridiculous. I took that hiatus to find the meaning of life and to discover food, which I did, but now I'm here, slowly creeping toward the wrong side of middle aged and single. Is this where we thought we'd be when we started out? ....I'm starting to think I ought to copy Skoda on this thing, but then I'll owe him dinner and that man is not a cheap date.

So, I've noticed there are some empty desks around here lately. Not many. Not even a few. Okay, so maybe like one, sometimes. That's enough for you to recruit someone. A pretty someone.....who isn't from here. This will benefit you in the end. It will keep me from making any other awkward, drunken, mistaken passes at Det. Wheeler, and it will keep me from ever bringing this subject up ever again. Come on, buddy, pal, Bossman Fro? Help me Danny-wan Kenobi, you're my only hope? .....come on, I really don't want to buy Skoda dinner.

--Zach

danny ross, email

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