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[theguv.livejournal.com]

...bloody hell.

I need a pint. And you all have the honour of paying for a round each. I intend on getting right and fully cocked, too.

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[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Gene? Is that your name?

I don't mind, as long as I don't pay for it all. I don't have enough double-dollars on me to last all night.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

DCI Gene Hunt. Best damn copper you'll ever meet.

...the hell is a double-dollar?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

You work for the Feds? ... That must be a very interesting job!

Er, it's money?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Feds? I work for Her Majesty, the great Queen of England, and the bloody great city of Manchester.

What kind of piss-poor currency is that?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

It's perfectly fine money! Look! [reaches into an inner pocket, pulls out a double-dollar bill]

What's an 'England' supposed to be, anyway?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

... [stares at him, the double-dollar, and back at him] ...oh hell, not another loonie bin.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

What?! I'm not a loonie! You're the one that's not making any sense!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

And how, pray tell, am I not makin' any sense?

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

You just talked about a bunch of weird-sounding places and said you worked for a queen! Shouldn't you be wearing metal armor or something?

[puts the double-dollar away with a faint huff]

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I'm not a bloody knight, you daft git. I'm a DCI. More like a sheriff, really.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

So you're a sheriff of that... Man-ches-ter place? I get it now.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Damn straight. Deputy to the law and best damn sheriff in town.

[donutsnotwar.livejournal.com]

Haha, in that case, keep up the good work!