( 'Could always get into a bar fight.' [Matt] )

( 'Goddamn it. Swear I'm gonna call up your sister...' [Matt] )

( 'If this conversation is going to go /any/ further that means no more talk about flings, lovers, or who has crawled up who's ass.' [Benjamin, Matt] )

( 'I can't call the woman 'Cadbury'.' [Matt] )

( 'What do you want from me?' [Matt] )

The dog and pony show is still in town. I'm starting to get used to having a Federal stalker. They've probably got lines on my phones. Went through my apartment with a fine-tooth comb. It'll take fucking weeks to clean up the mess they left behind. Even went through my damn case files at the precinct. Apparently hit my bank accounts, too. Wish them ( Read more... )

Phone message from Chris Rossi to Leah Canto"Leah. Leah! Pick up. Where are you? Hey, call me the second you get this. I'm bringing you flowers, I'm bringing you chocolate cake, and a teddy bear the size of Alaska -- (shut up, Spiccati. I'm talking to my girlfriend.) -- You are going to want me so bad when you hear what I got to tell you. I'll drop ( Read more... )

November 6, 2005Auction wasn't anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be. Beston threatened to show up. Thank God he didn't. Would never have let me hear the end of it. Kessler pulled in $22k -- whatever hose he uses on those inspections of his sure made an impression on Summers's ex -- and Julia did pretty good at $3200. Pulled in a few ( Read more... )

OOC: Backdated to Monday night.

( 'It's kind o' weird thinkin' o' Scott here as virile, though.' [Matt, Sean, Scott] )

Backdated to August 11, 2005.

Telephone message left on Leah Canto's answering machine.

"Hey, Leah! It's Julia. Listen, Matt Kessler? I could eat him with a soup spoon. He's got this absolutely awesome -- yeah yeah, Rob, get over yourself. I wouldn't do you even if you were a man. -- sorry. What was I talking about? Shit. I can't remember. Hey, ( Read more... )