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[fry_sandhu]

Fry slams the door behind him when he comes into the bar tonight, clutching a small black object. He looks around quickly, hoping to spot Gene, and then goes over to the bar.

"Bar, have you seen Gene? I need police advice or I might have to go on the run." he says.

This is the last time he takes advice from anyone with a pink moustache.


[ooc: Not plotlocked, but all threads millitimed to before Gene's]

Comments

[the_gene_genie]

Fran will be tougher than Guppy, so he's glad to hear it.

And Gene smiles, relenting.

''Course, mate. This'll just teach you a lesson, that's all. You'll still be a good copper.'

[fry_sandhu]

Fry nods.

"Thanks. I told Wilford you'd be able to help. He was very unhelpful, he said I'd get thirty years unless I got a false passport and three grand."

[the_gene_genie]

'...that bloody wanker.'

Even Gene knows you don't talk that way to kids.

'Don' you listen to him. I'll have a word with him.'

[fry_sandhu]

Fry looks relieved. He had been a bit worried about that.

"Thanks. I think he doesn't give very good advice."

[the_gene_genie]

'He doesn't. He's a twat.'

And that's the politest thing he can say about him.

[fry_sandhu]

"Yes. He said you were a pain in the ass and I said you weren't." Fry says, the snitchy mcsnitchbag that he is.

"I think I better go and be brave." He says, getting up. "Thanks again."

[the_gene_genie]

'Good on ya, lad.'

Gene nods at him with obvious approval.

'Let me know how it goes.'

[fry_sandhu]

Fry nods, then goes back, still looking a bit nervous.

[ooc: Thank you <3]

[the_gene_genie]

[OOC: Anytime, mate. <3]