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Are you all right, Ma'am?

No, Sir. No I'm not.

Can I help you?

Are you capable of beating sense into someone?

Sometimes. What seems to be the problem?

You may just have to teach me how to do that.

My stupid brother needs bail money, again.

I'm a cop. A badge and a gun can be very persuasive.

I don't mean to interfere, but sometimes a night in jail can do a man some good.

Thought you were a cop.

While I agree, I'd rather bail out my brother than have my father do it.

That obvious?

You have a little more control over him if you pick up the tab?

Not too obvious. It's just that I've been around cops before. Plus, the 'ma'am' was a dead give away.

Exactly.

*laughs* I suppose it is. *extends his hand* My name's Mac. Mac Taylor.

You mind if I ask what he was arrested for? I know a couple of people who might be able to help him get his life straightened out if you're interested.

*shakes hand* Remy Salucci.

Breaking and entering. Thanks, but it's not a matter of whether I'm interested or not. We've gotten the idiot help before and then he pulls this crap.

Nice to meet you, Miss Salucci.

*sad smile* I'm sorry to hear that. How does the song go? "When someone's slippin' away right before your eyes, how useless we are is a painful surprise."

Nice to meet you too, Mac Taylor. Could ya do me a favor and just call me Remy?

"You wanna scream, you wanna cry. You want someone to tell you why." *smiles* Thanks.

Certainly. *grins* But only if you'll call me Mac.

You're welcome. I wish I could be of more help.

Ok, Mac. *smiles*

Nah. Don't worry yourself over it.

*returns her smile*

You feel like grabbing a cup of coffee?

Well, that depends.

On?

*looks hopeful*

*grins* Does it have to be coffee?

*smirks*

No. What did you have in mind?

*shrugs* Anything but coffee is fine.

Sure. You don't drink coffee? *raises eyebrows* What do you want? Tea? Lunch? Wine?

*laughs* No I don't. Weird right?

I think tea would be nice.

That's fine. I have to ask why, though. Do you just not like the taste?

*smiles* There's a little shop around the corner that I've heard has very good tea.

Yeah. I made the mistake of drinking some of my mother's cup when I was little. She hadn't doctored it up yet. After that I just kinda stayed away from it.

Okay. *grins shyly* That sounds great.

*grins* I hated coffee for years, but the Marines cured me of that.

*winks* Shall we? *gestures in the direction of the coffee shop*

Cop and a soldier. *is impressed*

*smirks and heads towards coffee shop*