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[pinkeffinprofessional]

If you don't know who the fuck you're trying to reach, then hang up the fucking phone. If not, leave a message. Try to make it snappy, will you?

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[mintjulep]

It's scientific fact that having something in your stomach means you get drunk slower.

[ Why thank you. ]

Besides, I didn't even know you cooked when I met you.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

I thought this shit had some magic instant-drunk technology.

[But Pink is half-grinning as he eats]

I hate cooking for one anyway. The plating makes me fucking depressed.

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[mintjulep]

It's not magic. It's just really damn potent.

[ But yeah, pretty much. He's sort of looking forward to watching it. ]

Seems like you'd have a lot of leftovers.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Nomnom]

Yeah, I give them to the neighbors and they promise not to have sex too loud.

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[mintjulep]

[ sdgkshdg that was a bad time to take a bite. ]

Oh good.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Pink just raises his eyebrows]

Oh, come on. You're a doctor, not a prude.

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[mintjulep]

Wasn't a mental image I needed either way.

[ So he'll just counter with one of his own. ]

The nurses think we're fucking.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[God damn it now he can't freak out about it. He just pauses to scream internally and says]

You're not my type.

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[mintjulep]

'course not. The cat likes me.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Cat likes White, too. Guess you're right.

[He hates Freddy, though. Who knows]

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[mintjulep]

[ Well, Freddy's a cop. ]

Maybe the cat just has better taste.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Well if you want to get fucked by my cat, go ahead. I won't stop you, who am I to say what gets people in the future off?

[He takes a casual bite of his pork]

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[mintjulep]

Very funny. I'll pass.

[ Jackass. No wonder they get along. ]

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Good choice, the persian down the street doesn't get phone calls.

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[mintjulep]

[ There's a chuckle. ]

I'd hate to have her mad at me.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[He laughed, success.]

So tell me about this booze. What's it made from?

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[mintjulep]

Not entirely sure. The Romulan Empire and the Federation don't have a lot of contact.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Mystery booze, huh? Well, I drank vodka when the Iron Curtain was up, I'm not afraid of this crap.

[He goes to his cabinet and pulls out two glasses - not shot glasses but they will do]

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[mintjulep]

[ God, Pink, you're fucking medieval with your Iron Curtain crap. Bones just shakes his head and opens up the bottle before pouring. ]

Bottoms up.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

[Sorry, some of us actually experienced commies. Pink lifts his glass when it's poured and raises it in a semi-salute before he downs it.

Holy. Shit.

That is what his face says.]

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[mintjulep]

[ ...pfffftahahahahahahaha sorry Pink he's laughing at you. ]

Told you.

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

Fuck you said this shit was strong, you didn't say it tasted like something that comes out of a Detroit waste treatment plant!

[But this is funny....so Pink is cracking up]

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[mintjulep]

How should I know what that tastes like?

[ Downing his now; he didn't want to take the chance of spitting it out all over at the look on Pink's face. It's not his first time having it, so he takes it like a champ. ]

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[pinkeffinprofessional]

This is pathetic. Going to Detroit and hating the fuck out of it is a rite of fucking passage. It's like going to South Central and getting a really big-assed black woman to go down on you.

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[mintjulep]

I've never done that, either.