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Post by Lt. Harvey Bullock on Apr 7, 2012 1:19:35 GMT -5
As the cab pulled up he looked around as if searching for her then he saw her on the ground.
"What you doin' down there?"
He turned back around and held his hand up
"TAXIIIII!"
The driver honked his horn and it startled Bullock, knocking his hat off his head.
"Wow yer pretty quick...quick...quick..."
He kept repeating the word has he bent over to get his hat but it seemed to have a life of its own avoiding his grasp. He growled and stomped on it and holding it down with his foot he finally got a hold of it and place dit squarely on his head.
"TAX...oh...yeah."
He opened the door and looked around seeing her still on the ground and waved towards the car.
"Limo's here. Hey you! Driver! know a tech..mech....tech....no...tex! tex..uh m..mex texmex place?"
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Post by Lt. Vic Valentine on Apr 7, 2012 1:34:16 GMT -5
Vic got back up on her feet and dusted herself off as Harvey talked to the cab driver. She waved her arms in a dramatic fashion at Harvey and cabbie.
"No, no! Head to 1340 Andru street, east of here."
Valentine got into the cab before Harvey, scooting down to the farside so he could get in after. They were currently in old Gotham about 10-12 city blocks from the address she had just given the cabbie. They were going further East in Old Gotham into the City Hall district.
She put her hand to her forehead, nudging the brim of her hat upward.
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Post by Lt. Harvey Bullock on Apr 7, 2012 1:39:50 GMT -5
Harvey slowly climbed in and shut the door harder than he intended shaking the whole car.
"oops....um where she said.....there. go there. we."
He started laughing at himself and looked to Vic.
"S'matter? Gon' puke 'r somethin?"
He took a deep breath and pounded his chest.
"no' me. Nope. I'sa winner!"
He slapped the protective glass between them & the driver.
"Y'hear me? Winnnnerrrr. me. I won. Wooooo...."
The world did a quick spin and he sat back quickly and grabbed his hat fanning himself.
"Ev'thing spinnn'n..in..in..."
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Post by Lt. Vic Valentine on Apr 7, 2012 1:52:37 GMT -5
Vic shook her head. She leaned back and leaned sideways against Harvey's left arm. She felt like she could just go to sleep but she knew she would need to stay awake, though it would be a lot harder for her to deal with a passed out Harvey than it would be for Harvey to deal with a passed out Valentine, she assumed.
"No, I don't puke, but if I did I would try to avoid puking on you, Harvey."
That was the second time she called him by his first name since she had met him a month ago. Earlier today had been the first instance she had called him by his firstname. Her voice had also softened a bit. She sounded more femnine than she had earlier in the day. The alcohol and general fatigue could bring down the mightier, if they existed.
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Post by Lt. Harvey Bullock on Apr 7, 2012 1:57:55 GMT -5
He grinned and patted her on the head.
"Tha's good......I hate dry cleanin' bills..."
He tilted his head back and enjoyed the feeling of the alcohol, then he briefly wondered about the hangover tomorrow and started laughing to himself as if a great joke had just come to him.
"I don' know 'bout...bout you...but....yeah."
He started laughing again.
The driver looked in his rear view mirror at them and shook his head, rolling his eyes.
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Post by Lt. Vic Valentine on Apr 7, 2012 2:12:19 GMT -5
Vic got out on her side after the cabbie pulled up to their stop. She tossed him more than enough to cover their fare.
"Keep the change, bud."
The cabbie's attitude suddenly changed and he overtly thanked her for the tip. She looked back into the cab through her door before shutting it.
"Ha, you're buyin' dinner, Bull-Bull.
Vic started walking toward the front door of the place, expecting Harvey to follow. She could feel herself salivating as she walked toward the door of a little Mexican food place called Carlito's.
"Oh, I can hear the ceviche calling my name, Bull-Bull."
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