[ happy hour ]

[almosthonorable]

Not one to pass up a good business opportunity, Ben’s behind the counter, aiming to earn some credit toward what’s left of his tab.

Specials
† bourbon
† milkshakes
† bourbon milkshakes


The bar is fairly quiet at the moment, so Ben’s leaning on one elbow, doodling on a napkin.


[ tiny tags: gene hunt, mark hoffman, moist von lipwig ]


[ ooc: have at, guys — open till 8:30 p.m. est; tag away, and feel free to threadhop all over the place!

eta, 8:33 p.m.: AHAHA, you people. THANK YOU ALL. closed to new threads, but i'll be hitting these as i can before bed tonight, and tagging back all slows tomorrow for those who want 'em! ♥! (threadhopping, o' course, is still encouraged.) ]

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[diced_tartan]

Nicholas just sort of frowns at that little speech, but doesn't want to cause trouble.

"No, I don't know anyone from CID," he says stiffly. "Present company excluded."

[the_gene_genie]

The frown is duly noted. Yep, Nicholas reminds him more of Sam than he'd strictly like.

'course you don't. An' you won', if you 'ave your way.'

He looks him over once more and shakes his head.

'If you worked in my station, you'd be out on your ear by now, good copper or no'.'

Just so he knows.

[diced_tartan]

"And why would that be?" he asks simply.

[the_gene_genie]

'Because if a bloke can' step up t'the plate an' make the best of 'imself, there's no place for him in my command.'

This is true in ways he doesn't even realise.

[diced_tartan]

Nicholas is confused. What part of over 900 arrests in a single year doesn't this guy understand?

"Well, clearly, we have differing opinions of making the best of one's self."

[the_gene_genie]

Gene is confused. What part of more effective as an officer with responsibility and men under him, doesn't this guy understand?

'Obviously.'

He has another drink.

'Luckily, I'm a DCI an' you're a PC so I'm right by default.'

[diced_tartan]

Nicholas sighs.

"I suppose it's a good thing that we're not in the same city, then."

It's about as close to sarcasm as he's willing to get right now.

[the_gene_genie]

'Or even th' same year.'

He is very thankful for this. Every time he comes in here he discovers a new reason why the future sucks.

[diced_tartan]

"You never know," Nicholas says. "You might actually enjoy the way things are run in the new millennium."

[the_gene_genie]

This is about as likely as him switching his alligence from City to United.

'Oh really? Why's tha' then?'

[diced_tartan]

"For one, with advances in technology, there are all sorts of new ways to determine guilt in a suspect," Nicholas says.

Or innocence, but Nicholas has a feeling this won't be a selling point.

[the_gene_genie]

'Yeah, me DI's all intent on tapin' interviews. Load of bollocks.'

This is about as far as his interest in technology goes, so far. He can't even imagine what's to come.

[diced_tartan]

"Oh, I don't mean just that," Nicholas says. "Forensics make huge leaps and bounds every so often. I don't entirely understand it myself, but we get convictions now that we might not have been able to get in your time because of it."

[the_gene_genie]

'Forensics?'

Yep, Tyler bleats on about them as well.

And thinking about the similarities between the two of them is really weirding him out.

'We're lucky if we get a fingerprint match back inside two weeks. Useless twats. We don' need them to solve crimes for us. We use our 'eads.'

And he's pretty damn good at it too, when he makes the effort.

[diced_tartan]

"You can get prints back in a matter of hours, if the priority is high enough," Nicholas says.

[the_gene_genie]

'Gotta queue for 'em, do you?'

He sounds unimpressed (thought really, he'd love it if they worked that fast where he's from.

...except when he's feeling lazy and is quite happy for them to take their time).

'C'mon then, Spaceboy. Wha' other marvels d'you have t'sell me on the future? The place, I recently learned, where ragheads drive planes into buildin's an' its considered quite fine an' dandy to 'ave a woman in charge of a country.'

[diced_tartan]

That does strike a bit of a negative cord with Nicholas. It's barely even been a year, on his time line.

"Yes, well," he says stiffly. "That was a terrible tragedy, and security has been increased all over the world as a result."

Sigh.

"However, family members have been encouraged to bring in tooth and hair brushes for DNA analysis, because forensics can identify the victims, even if there isn't much at all to go off of."

[the_gene_genie]

'Some use to it, then.'

He doesn't sound like he's taking the piss on that one. What he saw in those pictures - that's not something to joke about, ever.

[diced_tartan]

"Oh, yes," Nicholas says. "And that same technology is used to track down criminals. Just by taking a small sample of saliva, you can get DNA to match from a crime scene."

[the_gene_genie]

Which brings up an important point, actually.

'Wha's DNA?'

[diced_tartan]

"What's--? Right." He hadn't realised 1973 was so lo-tech. "Everybody has it. It's like a special code in every one of your cells, and it's unique to just you. Sort of like how everybody has different fingerprints. Only, if a suspect leaves a single hair behind at the scene, the lab can analyse it and extract their DNA from it."

Surely, that's got to count for something.

[the_gene_genie]

Gene just blinks at him.

'Bollocks.'

The bloke's speaking sci-fi. Has to be.

[diced_tartan]

"I'm serious," Nicholas says. "I go out to the pub with a few guys from SOCO every week, and this is all they talk about."

Because even Gene would have to agree, SOCO are a bunch of nerds.

[the_gene_genie]

'Christ, tha' must be boring.'

Beat.

'An' they're pointless anyway, most o'the time. Bloody civilians doin' police work.'

Not that he ever enjoyed collecting evidence from a crime scene but then, they never did much of it to start off with.

[diced_tartan]

Nicholas tries a different tactic.

"How do you identify a killer, if the body was dumped somewhere away from the actual scene? What if the killer had been wearing gloves, and didn't leave any prints behind? How do you know, beyond any reasonable doubt, who your murderer is?"