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[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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[~~I contemplated throwing Cally at this for a second, that's why I am cruel~~ Brigitta strides into the bar and has to stop and watch the booze drinking; wow that's impressive] ...Bravo, that's quite impressive really.

[Oh look. It's Gene. Hello, Gene.]

Keep it up at that rate, Mr. Hunt, and you'll end up killing yourself.

Guv.

[Ray gives Gene a bit of a friendly nod to accompany his wonderful one word greeting, and moves to get himself a drink. Hell yes, booze.]

[looks up] This nothin', luv.

[goddamnit, he doesn't wanna talk to you]

Piss off.

Carling.

[he'll always be happy for a drinking buddy since his is gone ; ;]

You can drink more?

[Ray, being the great guy he is, pushes a whiskey Gene's way for when he finishes his current one. Having done that, and now armed with booze of his own, he takes a seat.

And I can't think of any dialogue. I blame Ray because he's a bastard. Damn you, Ray.]

[grins] 'course I can.

[Ray is totally a bastard. but that's okay, Gene likes him anyway]

Skelton not with you?

Nah. [Ray shrugs.] Probably at his mum's or sommat.

{She is actually here to apologize! Good for her.}

I'm...sorry for hitting you.

[Smirk] Excellent, I love alcohol [Aaand she hops over the bar, in search of rare and wonderful things that'll make her feel awful come morning~] ...Have we met?

[approach he does, though he sits a few stools away] It's a good thing this bar never goes empty. [there's no scorn nor pity in his tone, just a dry, sympathetic amusement that rings a bit hollow]

There's a good girl. [watches her, more than aware of her assets, then shakes his head] Don't think so.

Boy hangs on to his mum's shirtstrings more than a babe at her teet.

Don't worry about it, Diva.

[yeah, he hears that bit of amusement. he also still doesn't like you, so]

What do you want?

[that makes him sad, Gene]

I wanted to ask about Sam, actually. ...And, depending on the answer, have one of those. [tilts his head at the whiskey]

[Gene doesn't care]

And what makes you think I'd give you any information on Tyler?

[Somebody noticing Brigitta's assets? This is a good day!] 'M Brigitta [A Brigitta who is already holding a bottle of opened beer, she takes a swig from it before holding out her hand] Who are you?

[Gene is very aware of assets!] DCI Gene Hunt.

[Brigitta likes him already!] You're with the police then? [Swiiiiiig]

I felt like I needed to apologize. {Because if Sam were here, he would make her}

That I am, luv.

And what's a pretty bird like you doing drinking like that?

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