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[blowupthefloats]

Walking through the door with a cold case box tucked under one arm, John Munch is glad to see Milliways where he expected the squad room of the 1-6 to be. The idea of going through an old case from the comfort of a corner booth is much more appealing than sitting at his desk

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[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

There's going to be a long, quiet stare at the board. Eventually Ellen says, "I could really just use some whiskey, I think."

[blowupthefloats]

Munch looks up from a folder he'd just pulled out of the box, nods. "Coming right up.

How're you doing, Ellen?"

[aaaaaaaagh_sky]

Ellen shakes her head. "It's been busy back home," she says, "and I'm- I'm not sure I want to go back just.... I may be here for a bit."

[blowupthefloats]

"Hey, everyone's entitled to a vacation once in a while," he agrees, setting her whiskey down in front of her.

[hey35nholding]

Clementine knows exactly what she wants - well, it's what she asks every single bartender for ever since she bought her first fake ID. "One gin and tonic."

[blowupthefloats]

The man behind the bar nods. "Coming right up."

[hey35nholding]

Clem nods and grins. "Just got off my shift, and I'm ready to party."

[blowupthefloats]

"Lucky you," comments Munch, and after another minute he sets her drink down in front of her.