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*He arrives at McGinty's, still wearing his working clothes. Giving a couple of hugs and high fives to Doc, Rocco and the guys, he heads to the room at the back.*

*And there's his little bundle of joy, looking like the Antichrist herself with that big grin she sure inherited from Connor.*

*He opens his arms for her* Why, playin' poker and makin' yer Uncle proud again??

Mmmm-Hmmm. Rocco gave up, though. Said he wasn't losing anymore money to me. [And yes, she's pouting, cause she wasn't done winning. And she had a really good hand too.]

*wraps his arms around her, rubbing her arm as the pout starts making an effect on him* Oh, he's one big pussy that one, aye?

He is! Un cazzo figa! [Oh good...Rocco's apparently taught her to swear in other languages. Good going, Funny Man.]

*he laughs at that, though. Indeed finding it funny as Hell.* Couldn't 'ave said that better mysel'!

We should probably go do soemthin' with all that money, don't yeh think?

Yes! Ice cream! We need ice cream!

Ice cream it is then! *pats her back and gets up again, offering a hand* C'mon, lets get some of that an' go home.

But I wanna hang out here! With you and Rocco and Doc.

I promised yer Da I'd feed yeh before he finished his shift, don't be a fucken' drag and do as I say.

I'm gettin' yeh ice cream, isn't that 'nough?

Can we hang out here this weekend?

*holds the door open for her*

That's fine by me. *shrugs* I'm gonna spend ta weekend here anyway.

Yay!!!! [Yeah. She's a weird kid. She likes hanging out in bars. Which is why she'll end up working there when she's older.]

*He's not surprised. Just glad Doc doesn't mind the drawings on the walls.*

*He follows her, greeting the guys as they head to the front door.*

[Doc thinks her artwork is fantastic. And most of the drawings are upstairs in the hideout -- which the boys will uncover a few years down the road. As they begin walking back towards home -- by way of the ice cream place -- Morgan begins filling him in on her day...]

*He's doing his best to sound interested and does a fair share of sharing his own day with her. After all, the whole meat plant already knows her and love her too.*

*Murph takes a good amount of time explaining the prank he played on her Da, making him fall with some foamy water.*

[Which she finds to be hysterical because...well...she's 8.] Did he get you back?

He tried to, but yer uncle is one tough guy!! *raises his hand, closing it hard on a fist*

Good. [She nods, fully supporting this. Yes, she loves her Da...but Murphy is special.]

Did yeh really think fer a minute yer Da would get me? *he laughs cockily, resting a hand on the top of her hair and mussing it affectionately* An' watch that answer, Morgan. I can see ta ice cream store already.

No. I know you won't let that happen.

Good clever girl.

*When they reach the store, he holds the door open for the little girl* Yer buyin' ice crema jus' fer yoursel' or are yeh invintin' good Uncle Murph too?

[She pretends to have to think about this -- really weighing all various options before nodding.] You can have some too.

*is sitting back, watching his daughter with a small grin on his face*

At this rate, I'll never havta worry 'bout givin' yeh pocket money.

[Pouts] Rocco tried to tell me I cheated.

What? As if any kid of mine would cheat!

... Did yeh?