TM - Wishes...
Have you ever regretted a wish you made? Why/what happened?
I don't make wishes.
More romance and poetry. Talk to Rachel about those things.
I don't wish for things; I just do them. Wishing accomplishes nothing.
I don't make wishes.
More romance and poetry. Talk to Rachel about those things.
I don't wish for things; I just do them. Wishing accomplishes nothing.

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There's a sly grin there, but not too sly. He's not giving anything away.
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Because there's not a chance in hell Munch would EVER believe that he's 486.
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"Ah, that might do it."
He pauses. "You from New York?" He's pretty good with accents. His accent probably sounds all over the place.
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[ooc -- just realized, a few years back he moved to NY... grrrr]
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[ooc: eh - pretend he said 'a few years ago' instead of 'last year' - it's all good!]
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"I just can tell a cop. You act like a cop, but a sophisticated cop. If that helps."
Yeah, insert wicked-like grin here.
[ooc: I'd say they could've bumped into each other, but it'd have to have been in a bar or something - Connor stays away from needing SVU detectives.]
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[yeah I'm sure they prolly bumped into each other at some point. Munch goes to bars occasionally.]
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Connor thinks this could get interesting... or, at the very least, amusing.
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Connor chuckles.
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"Beer or Scotch? Bar on the corner has both."
Yes, Connor's buying.
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Cue pups walking to bar and ordering drinks.
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"To Lennie."
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