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[theguv.livejournal.com]

[there's a certain trend one might notice among CID members. you see, whenever someone from CID is upset, you can generally find them at the bar. (unless it's that mouthy plonk Annie, because she a) never gets sad and b) 's a bird and therefore goes all weepy and shit instead of being a manly man and hiding her grief in booze) AT ANY RATE, one might notice that Gene just happens to be at the bar. he's shooting back whiskies without much care, a growing pile at his right, but if you come near him he'll adamantly deny anything's wrong.

after all, Diva all ready had a breakdown over Sam. he's not about to be a bloody div and do it, too. pffft, that's just silly.

so anyway, Gene's at the bar, which is his second home anyway. approach him if you want]

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[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I don't know whether I should be glad to hear that or not.

{She does start to leave, though, but then looks back at him thoughtfully}

Ne, but sitting around moping doesn't suit you, Gene. That's better for a "bird" like me, isn't it?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[glares at her] When I want your opinion, I'll ask it.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

But you'll never ask me for it, so I'll go ahead and give it.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I don't want it.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

It's not like a package. You can't just not take it.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Wanna bet?

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Yes!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Too bad.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{ffffff}

Ne, Gene, no fair!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

I don't bloody care.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{Sniffs}

Well. I know something that would make you care, but now I don't think I'll tell you.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[he'll act like he doesn't care, but damnit he really does] You can't keep secrets from me, luv. I'll find out.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

I can too. You can't find out about my secrets because you don't care about them, remember?

[theguv.livejournal.com]

You'll tell me if it affects me.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

You can't make me.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yes, I can.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{12 year old arguing go}

Can not.

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Can too.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

Can not!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Can too.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

This argument is stupid!!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

[no u]

Then just tell me what you know.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

N-No! It's embarrassing! I wasn't even going to tell Sa--I wasn't going to tell anyone!

[theguv.livejournal.com]

Yeah? Well Sammy-boy's gone, so if you don't tell me, you've got no one.

[madamemoiselle.livejournal.com]

{and that was like getting a smack in the face}

Don't say that.