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[blowupthefloats]

Munch hadn't really been expecting Milliways to show up in the doorway to his apartment today, but he's not complaining. After visiting his uncle Andrew he feels like he needs a bit of a break before heading over to the precinct.

"Beer, if you please," he says, laying the money for it down on the Bartop. It disappears, and a moment later the requested bottle shows up in its place. "Thanks."

So, detective inna bar witha beer. Botherable.

((Mun has housework to do, so responses will be slow-timed. Apologies in advance for inconvenience and stuff))

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[lvpd_sidle]

She sips her coffee. "I'm not complaining about finding it though, despite the weird things that seem to happen in waves. Makes Vegas seem refreshingly normal, for one thing, and the people here can be absolutely priceless to know."

[blowupthefloats]

"So how long have you been working in Vegas?" Munch asks. He doesn't touch her comment about the people at Milliways. He'll probably have enough time to get to know some of them.

[lvpd_sidle]

"This is the start of my seventh year."