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It might have gone on as these things often went on: Bunk resurrecting his impression of a lecher half in the bag to make his partner look like the safe bet to talk to and then he could swoop in and have his fun. Bunk tried not to judge; it was a kind of fun that they’d shared in the past, but that’s not what happened this particular night. Bunk went out and got fresh air, at some point both detectives lost track of the feisty brunette in an oasis of raucous shop talk, but the rain stopped and the unaccustomed chill was good for his head.( Read more... )