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[Gene appears, a sandwich stuffed into his mouth, a cig in his other hand. he may or may not have stolen said food from a suspect currently being held at CID. he'll never admit it if you ask, anyway. at any rate, he's grinning maniacally from behind his sammich] Gene Genie: 1. Scum: nicked.

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That would be...because...{So she takes the chance to refill her glass} I don't really have anyone else. I want them to stay with me, since...Well, I don't want to be alone at all.

[snorts, swirling his whisky about and draining his glass] Typical.

Is it? Most people I tell that too think I'm strange for not being able to leave them. But I need them, and they need me, even if it's for completely different reasons.

You're a bird. You all need a man around, even if he's nothing but dirt-sucking scum.

{That makes her lips purse into a mischievious smile} Ne, you think so? I'd be lying to say that I don't want a man by my side, but my Chevalier, lovers or not, we don't share quite that kind of bond.

Though, if anything, that would be considered offensive. {But Diva just smiles and takes another drink}

Don't see why you keep 'em around if they're just mooching, then. Get yourself a nice bloke and settle down somewhere. No sense in a pretty bird like you dealing with scum like them.

[quirks a brow] How do you guess?

...It's not quite that easy. But...I'd really like that! It'd be...really wonderful. But there's the problem that I'd definitely outlive any person I fell in love with unless they became my Chevalier too. But I've never fallen in love...{Innocently} Has Gene?

It's a...a...{Diva pauses, since she doesn't know the word} When you make a really general opinion of people...It's that. Saying the every woman needs a man, well, that's not true. I've met several women who would be really angry with you for saying that, actually! But I don't mind it so much. I've heard worse, so it doesn't bother me~

[shrugs] That's not really any of your business, now is it, luv?

I've found it's not worth trying to figure out what a skirt wants and I sure as hell don't give a damn about how she feels. If she can't handle how I talk, she doesn't need to hang around.

I guess not. But what I read in books about it, that doesn't seem realistic. {Thoughtfully} And when I ask people, they can never explain it in a way that makes sense. Or they just get embarrassed and change the subject.

Do you care how other people feel, then? I mean, other than women.

What, love? It doesn't make any sense. If it did, people wouldn't fall for it.

[shrugs] I care about my team, my wife and my mum. That's all that matters.

Well...I'm more curious what I feels like to love someone or be loved by someone.

That makes sense, then. That's more like...selective caring, I guess.

Then I'm not the bloke to ask. Talk to Tyler. He's the gay boy who's all in touch with his bloody feelings.

[grunts and laughs a little, pouring himself another whisky, starting to feel the effects, now]

Sam seems really shy about that kind of thing, though! Like he got really flustered when he saw...well, realized is a better word, that I wasn't wearing any clothes, or when I told him my measurements when he said that he wanted to buy me something.

If he gets shy over that, then talking to him about love...Well, it would either make him twice as embarrassed, or it would give him the wrong message, ne?

{Sorry Gene, this was a losing battle. Diva is still 100% sober, and takes another drink with a little, mischievous smile}

...wait. Let me get this straight: he's buying you clothes? If he can afford to buy some random bird clothes, he can afford more bloody rounds at the pub.

Doesn't change the fact he's a nancy.

[he keeps chugging along, cause he doesn't think a tiny little girl like Diva can trounce him. oh Gene]

Well...That or jewelry. But I really don't need anything, and I didn't even ask. I just told him it was Christmas time at home for me, and he...wanted to buy me a...Christmas gift. {She laughs quietly}

But I'll be sure to pass on the message, in that case!

...what a bleedin' sap.

Don't need to. I tell him all the time.

I was surprised too. Ah, it's really nice of him, though.

Like I said: he's an idiot.

[is looking at you funny, Diva] Now, I thought this was a drinking game. Are you even having anything, there, luv?

Of course! You've seen me drinking it. {And she even finishes off her glass so she can pour another to prove it} Ne, I just have a high tolerance for liquors. Don't tell me you're afraid you're going to lose to a girl~

Of course I'm not! [pours himself another, just to show it] I'm not losing to a damn skirt.

{Laughs} Ah, so you think there should there be a prize for the winner~?

That works. What have you got in mind, miss?

I think it'd be better for you to say something you'd like first. I have expensive tastes~ I wouldn't want to drain your bank account or anything like that. ♥

Considering you can't give me a DI who isn't a div, I'd be happy with a nice supply of booze.

Just how nice are we talking about? I can get you the finest ones on the market, with a five digit price tag, or I could get you as much as you like~