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Who said that? And point me in their direction, I'll slap them upside the head something fierce.

Just someone that's a friend of mine. He was havin' trouble understandin' why I might flirt when I have a husband. No need to slap. Well, yet.

Because it's fun? If you need any slapping to be done, let me know.

I'll keep that in mind, though I'm pretty good at my own slappin'.

And yeah, it is fun. Plus I don't do it with anyone who ain't already a friend. They know who I belong to.

You look like you can handle yourself quite well.

I'm the same. Not that I'm currently attached, but when I was... well, you get my point.

Thanks.

Yeah, I do. It's just frustratin', I guess to get how I behave called into question.

Anytime, Mrs...?

It's very frustrating. Especially when it's a friend questioning your actions.

Mrs. Allerdyce.

Yeah, it's just thrown me off a little. A lot, if I'm honest. Ain't like the flirtin' was the first argument we had. Anyway, you don't need to know about that.

Detective Morasca. Nice to meet you.

One of those long, personal stories. Got it.

Pleasure's mine, Detective. Hey, you're like the third detective I've met. I mean, not in like an official capacity. I ain't ever been in trouble. Well, police trouble.

Yeah, I got a lot of 'em. But I'm pretty sure it'd be borin' and petty to anyone else.

*laughs* Easy there, Mrs. Allerdyce. I'm not looking to bust anyone. There're quite a few of us floating around here, so I wouldn't be surprised if you've met some other cops.

Boring and petty? Not to me. I'm one of those really weird people who likes to listen to people's stories. I know, crazy thought. *chuckles*

Sorry, just got ramblin' there for a second. I had lunch with one of 'em. He's a food fan like me, so it was fun.

Oh, I like listenin' to! I just figure it's not nice to saddle someone with a story they didn't really wanna hear. *smiles*

Don't be sorry! Food fan? I wonder if I know him.

I don't mind hearing your stories.

Detective Don Flack? He's based in New York.

I have a lot, I guess. So maybe you should just pull up a chair *laughs* Or, ya know, pick a topic.

I know the name, but not the man himself. I'll probably run into him one of these days. He's in Manhattan if I remember correctly.

Hmm, where to start. Maybe with what sparked this whole calling your flirting into question, perhaps?

((OOC: Funny Rogue said that... cause Flack is Anna's boyfriend at ROTM. Lol.))

He's nice, I like him. Plus he likes food, and anyone who loves food ain't bad. I'm s'posed to cook for him sometime.

Um... a fight with a friend who thinks I flirt with everyone 'cause of some stupid journal thing.

((OOC: *L* Rogue's known Flack since they were in the same RPG comm, but we (the muns) only just RP'd them again a little while back. Rogue's in ROTM, too. But good to know! I had no idea *L*))

Anyone who likes food is good in my book. *chuckles*

Journal thing? Wow. That's, uhh... special.

I love cookin'! It's one of my favourite things.

Yeah, I know it sounds lame. It was somethin' about choosin' a harem, and then all of a sudden the next thing I know I flirt with everyone, and I'm a bad wife, and blah blah.

I love food... but my culinary skills? *nervous laugh*

Ah. *shakes her head* Sorry to hear that, hon. Men are idiots.

I should cook for you if you're in New York! I like makin' stuff for people that love food. I won't let my husband eat any supermarket prepackaged crap.

*shrugs* They are, but we still love 'em.

Where in New York are ya? I work in Manhattan. *grins* And I can never pass on free food.

I'm near Park Avenue kinda. *laughs* I don't suppose many can. Maybe after Christmas?

I'm in Greenwich Village, near NYU. And that sounds like a plan.

Cool. We can work it all out after the rush that is Christmas. It's my first one with John, so I'm nervous.

I'm sure it'll be wonderful. And we'll have plenty of time to plan out the details.

I see it like that as well.

I think most do. 'Cept him.

Who is 'him'?

A friend. He was askin' me about the flirtin'.

Ah, I see.

Yeah. So anyway, how ya doin', Giac?

I'm not doing too badly myself. What about you?

Good to hear, sugar. I'm doin' okay.

I'm not doing too badly.