Fly Home Little Nightingale [Bullocks]

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Harvey had been anticipating the arrival of his pride and joy, a woman who was once a babe in his arms.  As he drove toward the airport he looked at the time on the radio console and noted that he was going to be running late.  He was driving, so he hadn't the time or the stupidity to try to text or call her to let her know he was behind.  She was smart, she knew what he did for a living, so it shouldn't surprise her he would be ten minutes or so late.

As he drove he couldn't help but have a nostalgic smile washed over his face.  Last time he saw Vernie he drove her to the airport himself.  She had been quite busy since she left, rarely having time to call him, and given that she was halfway around the world the times she did call him he was a asleep and vice versa.  Every now and then he would receive a text or email letting him know what she was up to.  The few times he did get to speak to her it was rather short and not at all enough time to catch up.  He didn't tell her much going on with him, just enough to keep her from worrying, he figured she didn't tell him everything either, but so long as she was safe and sound he was happy.

He thought about the day she was born.  His mother was a little worn out from labor so Harvey just sat, holding her, rocking her for hours while his mother rested.  After that day she seemed to always want her brother more than anyone.  He's done everything from changing her diapers, to holding her hands when she took her first steps, to teaching her to ride a bike, to driving a car.  Harvey didn't have any children of his own, at least any he was aware of, but the closest he ever came to it was Laverne.  His other sisters he was very close to and cared about, but Laverne and he just had a stronger bond.  The other two were old enough to know that Harvey didn't hang the moon, but Laverne, she was convinced Harvey did just that.  

He sighed, happily, as he spent thoughts on the little girl he used to tote around to school and lessons.  Sometimes he wished he had some sort of time machine to turn her into a little six year old again.  He missed that little girl desperately.  It wasn't that he wasn't happy and proud with the woman she's become, but he'd give anything to just have that little girl again.  Sometimes it was hard to believe she was grown up, but he had to accept it.  Little girls grow up and become women.  He'd pay good money to slow that process.

Once he pulled up he parked.  He stepped out of the car, shutting the door behind him and putting his hat on.  His coat billowed in the light wind that picked it up.  Once he got into the main area he looked around, searching for that familiar figure.  It didn't take him long to spot her.  She may have turned in the other direction, but he knew his sister when he saw her no matter what angle she was at.  He walked toward her, noting her bags and other necessities gathered around her.  His heart felt warm, fuzzy and like it was going to jump out of his chest.  It had been far too long.

"Sweet is the voice of a sister in the season of sorrow" said the detective in Italian as he reached his hand out coming down gently on the young woman's shoulder.

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The flight attendant's voice sounded cheerfully over the intercom, pulling the brunette from her dreamy state and gaining her full attention. Her deep brown eyes flickered open as turned eagerly to look out the window. The city she loved loomed in the distance in all its glory. A smirk played on her lips as she tried to maintain her excitement. Despite the excitement and amazing experiences she had accumulated over the past few years it was great to be home. She grew anxious and absent-mindedly ignored whatever the voice over the intercom was actually saying. By now she had been on enough flights to know that they were arriving their destination.

Laverne's heart skipped a beat as she pressed her face to the window in order to get a close look at her beloved city. This was it, she was finally home. After four years on tour and preforming in a great number of well-known Opera's, she was finally going to see her darling brother and rekindle with the citizens that she loved and left behind. She couldn't wait to see what additions had been made to the city as well as what had become of her former neighborhood. Despite the fact that it was nearly midnight in Gotham, she was eager to see the city while most slept in the comfort of their homes.

Once she stepped into the airport, she looked around eagerly to find the comforting face of her older brother. With her carry-on back thrown over her shoulder as she rocked on her heels for a moment, the brunette followed the proper signs to where she needed to meet him. The familiarity of everything was enough to bring a smile to her face. The place hadn't changed since the day she had boarded her flight to Europe, making her wonder what else would result in trips down memory lane. Lost in her day dreams, she hardly noticed as a large hand gently placed on her shoulder.

Her face transformed into one of anger as she whirled around rather defensively. However, the second her eyes landed on her older brother, the annoyance melted into sheer joy. An excited squeal left her lips as she dropped her things to embrace him. “Teddy!” She shrieked, not bothering when her loud voice echoed in the airport walls. She gave a squeeze and her eyes opened suddenly when she realized he was much smaller than she remembered. Pulling away from him, she focused on his face which was also reasonably thinner from the last time she had seen him. “Wow, Ted! You’ve lost yourself a bit of weight haven’t you? You look amazing!"

Her obvious excitement was bubbling with each passing moment. It had been years since she had come face to face with her dear brother. She reached up and kissed both his cheeks to greet him before pulling him into another tight hug. “Now, tell me that you quit the nasty cigarettes too? That beautiful baritone of yours won’t last if you keep them up.” She smiled into his shoulder, a hint of an accent on her voice that had followed her from Europe.

She looked around the surprisingly empty airport. “Where is everyone else? Renee? Selina? Oh-hell. It’s three in the morning isn’t it.”

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Harvey gave a happy growl to her, hugging her tight, returning a kiss to each of her cheeks as well. He stepped back from her, holding her hands at the fingertips and looking her over as she looked him over as well.

"Yeah, got tired of being the fat guy in the bullpen, so I made some changes, nothin' to cry home about. Look at you! You look great, kiddo! You look so... grown up. I don't like it."

He frowned a pouty little frown at his last sentence, though it didn't last long. He embraced his sister again, lifting her off the ground.

"Awww I missed ya, Nightingale! It's good to see ya! Ah, well, we'll hang out with Selina and everybody later, I wanted to spend some time with my sister before everyone else starts tellin' all their tall tales about me. You got any other bags we need to wait on?"

Harvey picked up her carry on himself, slinging it over his shoulder. His other arm hooked over her shoulder and he squeezed her into him as they walked.

"Eh, no, I still smoke, and don't try to talk me into quittin' I do what I want."

Harvey gave her a sheepish grin and every so often squeezed her into his ribs. He was so happy to see her, he couldn't keep a grin off his face.

"It's a little after midnight, might wanna adjust yerself and yer clock, little sis. You hungry? I figure you're probably in the mood for some nostalgia. Bets still makes the best burger in town and still works 24/7. I figured we could grab a bite over there before heading home, but you might be tired. I could always make something at home and let you get some rest. How was the flight? Long and boring, eh?"

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She could only imagine what was going through his mind, which made her curious whether or her image had altered as much as his had. The smile on her face was making the corners of her mouth hurt, though she couldn’t rid the expression from her face. While the two kept in contact during her tour, it wasn’t the same as seeing him face to face. The brunette felt as though she had fallen asleep for years and just decided to wake up to all of the changes that had gone on during her slumber.

“Well get used to it,” She teased, still smiling as a small giggle peeled from her glossed lips. As he moved to embrace her, this time picking her up, another round of laughter left the brunette as her feet left the ground. “Alright, alright now, put me down! If you keep losing any more weight soon enough I’ll be able to pick you up. See if you like it.” Laverne joked once more. However, she was incredibly proud of her brother and his weightless. While she had considered him to be perfect the way he was, she could tell in his face that he was much healthier this way.

“Thanks Ted,” She said as he picked up her bag. “It’s heavy; you’d be surprised how much stuff I shoved in there.” While she didn’t press him any longer on his bad habit, she did make a disapproving noise and shook her head as they walked along. “Yeah, I could eat. My agent doesn’t get here until tomorrow morning, so I have about twelve hours to eat whatever I want without getting a lecture. Bets sounds great, I could go for a slice of her rhubarb pie too.”

When he asked her about the flight, she simply shrugged. “Eh yeah. Nothing special. I just slept most of it, first class was pretty great though, and nobody was kicking my seat the entire time like how it is in coach.” She stopped for a moment, realizing what she had said before correcting herself quietly. “Nobody? No one. Hell maybe I am tired.” The brunette was easily slipping back to her old self now that she was surrounded by essence of home. “So what’s been going on? Solve any major cases? Kick any bad guy ass? C’mon, fill me in! How's my Gotham?”

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So as she has walked the short distance to the park from his place to her own, she

checked in on Charlotte quick, and then made a quick costume change. It was a balmy, yet brisk night and it felt simply luxurious to stretch her limbs in the night air. It would be a bit of a trek from her home in the Park to the Central station but well worth it. And considering the time she wouldn't exactly be able to just stroll in normally. This was a covert gig, and wonderfully so.

...but it was never the same to sit and watch. Even from behind her infrared goggles, from a keen vantage the embrace, the looks of pure joy on the siblings' faces was something that caused a deep ache in her heart. Not that it would matter, for she was nothing but a deeper shade in a shadow, but she cared. Not jealousy, for the Matriarch of the Bullock family had taken her in as one of her own. And when she had passed, Selina had done her damndest to do right by her memory. So she felt nearly as much of a part of the family as she could.

Watching the two siblings continue on chattering away she smiled once more, her deeply lacquered lips curling into a satisfied smile as she slipped into the shadows, and into the night. It was quite early yet.

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Harvey couldn't keep that stupid smile off his face as they made it out to his car. Despite his sheer joy at seeing the doll face of his sister he was still alert, aware and ready for any jerks that might have the gall to bother them. In fact, he would be even more alert than normal now that she was back. He took great care in ensuring her safety at all costs, then again, the girl could throw a few impressive punches of her own. That was Harvey's doing, from an early age he taught her to hold her own in a fight, encouraging her that of all the dames in Gotham his sister would never be a damsel in distress. She was too good for that and she knew that, perhaps even better, as well as her brother.

"I may have lost some pounds, but that don't mean I can't sling your damn bag around, lil sis."

Harvey kept his grip over her shoulder fairly firm, again with that alertness, always keeping that guard up. With how protective he was you'd think she might be the damn queen of England.

"Your agent can go shove it, you eat what you want when you want. You can afford the calories, I'd say that you looked a little skinny, but I think all your weight went to your chest, geez."

Harvey shook his head, she was much too grown up. He let out a sigh and soon they arrived at his Cadillac. He popped the trunk and placed her bag in and went to the passenger door to open it for her. Once she was in he whipped around to get in. He was in and soon they were driving through the city. He took a little bit of a longer route so she could see the sights she so missed. He pointed out a few newer things and changes to older things.

"Ah, and there's this new lady, down from Texas, she bought up half of East End. Last I heard, she's restoring the Opera house and the Monarch Theatre. She owns a club near my place, nice place. She's a little wild, though... Oh, and I think she's the commish's new squeeze..."

Harvey shrugged and soon they pulled into a familiar parking lot at a familiar diner. Harvey whipped around once again to open the door for his darling sister. Moments later they were inside. As soon as they walked in Bets was waiting to do her usual with Harvey.

"Mmm Harvey, Harvey, Harvey, why you cheatin' on me? Bringing all these fine lookin' ladies up in my diner, hmm?"

Harvey smirked. A second or two later Bets seemed to realize who he toted in with him.

"OH MAH GAWD! Is that-is that-IS THAT MY BELLA DONNA?[/i]

Bets threw down the rag she was using to wipe the counter. She came out from around the countertop and over to the two of them. She was a big, mean, yet charming looking woman. Her dark skin was smooth and flawless and her grip was like iron, much like Harvey's. She stepped back and looked the girl over and shook her head then looked at Harvey.

"Harv, if this that little sister of yours that used to take up my corner booth, coverin' it her text books... Boy, I can't imagine how pretty your babies would be if you ever had any. Laverne, you need to tell your brother to start makin' some babies with that Miss Kyle girlfriend of his so I can have your pretty little nieces runnin' around up in here!"

Bets looked between the two of them, giving Laverne a look that only stated that her brother had a lot of things to be telling her. She went back behind the counter.

"So, one double, one single, one with fires, the other with tots and two glasses of malted milk? Oh and I suppose you two are gonna want some rhubarb pie after, maybe a little coffee, too, huh?"

Bets didn't even let them confirm their orders, she knew what they wanted. She turned away and soon the sound of three burger patties sizzling on the grill were heard. As she cooked she continued to talk to Laverne.

"So your borhter been telling me you was over there in Italy, Spain, France, all them places over in Europe singin' and just owning it. You know what this boy's been doin'? He's been causin' up a ruckus, losin' all that weight, takin' down all them baddies, gettin' blown up and all that. He came in here a few months ago with a broke arm and a busted face. That Joker mother fucker blew up some shit and his bumblin' ass got hit by a car tryin' to run out of it. Whatchu think about that, girly girl?"

Bets looked back to Harvey, prompting him to catch his sister up on his on goings. She turned back to continue cooking their food, listening, humming a tune every here and there.

If looks could kill, Bets would have died the instant she mentioned his injuries. He turned in his seat toward his sister.

"You know, just another day and another dollar in this town."

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“Oh wow, it’s been a while. I’m having flashbacks. Look at this beauty. How have you been baby?” She said to the car as the approached, running her hands along the cars beautiful finish. “You know Ted, if you ever want to get me something real nice just skip the flowers hand down this.” She teased before sliding into the car and securing the seatbelt across her lap. The smell alone brought a flood of memories to the brunette, and she gazed out the window at the beautiful town now covered in lights. It was really good to be home.

“Nah, Seth knows best. He has me working with this personal trainer who I can hardly understand. Weird techniques, but he’s a weird fellow himself. But you are right, my chest looks fabulous.” She flaunted any airy tone to her voice as she did a bit of a mock hair-flip to show she was only teasing. He was right though, the regimen that he was on did certainly assist her curves all while narrowing her tiny waist. With numerous exercises at home she used to strengthen her core and diaphragm, the woman was in great shape considering most women her age.

Laverne was like an over-excited child as she gazed at the window, pointing out familiar sights with her voicing rising in intensity with each passing familiarity. As Harvey caught her up on all the recent happenings in the city (at least, what he considered to be the most recent) Still, she listened intently to catch up on what she had missed, her smile only seeming to grow with each detail. “Really? I don’t know what surprises me more: that someone is actually going to restore my Opera house or that Gordon’s got himself a girl! This is amazing! How are the renovations going? When does she think she will be finished? You have to take me to meet her! I think I might have a new hero, Ted.”

As they entered the much missed diner, the woman in the front of the house had not changed a bit, other than the addition of a few wrinkles. However, it appeared as though she didn’t recognize Laverne at all. Her heart sank slightly, until her familiar nickname surfaced. Her face lit up, “In the flesh!” She informed, moving to meet the woman halfway and embrace her. “I tell you, I’ve traveled all over Europe and no one’s got a pie like yours, Bets. You’re still the queen.”

It wasn’t until the woman’s next statement did Laverne find herself a bit caught off-guard. While part of her was glad to head to the familiar restaurant for a much anticipated slice of pie, she also knew that Bets was a woman born without a filter. “Girlfriend? Miss Kyle? You mean- Selina?” She turned to face her brother, half-amused and half-annoyed that he hadn’t been the one to tell her. As the woman went to put in their order, Laverne turned to Harvey, her hand curling into a tight fist that quickly collided with his shoulder. “What else have you been hidin’ from me?”

Caught completely off guard, the brunette found herself completely startled as she turned to look at her brother, both concerned and a little angry for the secrecy. It was only a matter of time before she was unable to keep her composure, and struggled to resist planting another painful punch on him once more. “I think he needs to realize that I am not a little girl anymore and stop keeping secrets.” She shot him a glance to show she was upset. Her temper was hard to keep in check and as they sat down she was practically glaring daggers. The Bullock siblings were incredibly protective of each other and Harvey was one of the most important people in her life. She couldn’t afford to lose him.

“The hell are you doing out there Ted? You are not invincible! You just....you can't. Hell, where’s the Joker at now? You've got him locked up after all that right? Let’s pay the ass clown a visit. C’mon let’s go now. I’ll show him-” She was practically fuming as she stood up.

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Harvey clapped a firm hand on his sister's shoulder and pressed her back down into her seat with little effort. She may be a fierce little heifer, but she wasn't the enormous raging Bull her brother was.

"Sit down. You ain't takin' him down without an army, I should know. Well, Batman helps..."

The name Batman was once a curse word in his home. He shrugged a little and gladly accepted the glass of malted milk Bets brought around to them each. He looked at his sister with that look. The big brother look.

"Now look, sis, I know you ain't a little girl no more and I'll do my best to always remember that, I know you're tough, I know you can get mean, but no matter what, I'm always going to look out for you. I can't help it, its my job. I got a whole city out there that needs lookin' out, too. Sometimes you gotta roll with the punches to make sure others live to fight another day, capiche?"

Harvey was not goint to hear anymore argument on that subject. While he loved his sister and would do anything for her, being a cop had to come first. Thankfully he never really had to make a truly hard choice between family and work, but if the day ever came he wasn't sure what would happen. He had to keep a close watch on all the city to ensure the safety of all those poor souls who resided in this forsaken city.

"But anyway, things have been alright. And I dunno, Selina and I, we just... well you know."

Selina had been a staple at Bullock gatherings since that night Harvey first met her. His mother, and probably his sisters, too, knew he had always had eyes for her. After their mother died Laverne, of course, had lived with harvey through her high school and college years. She knew him better than Gretch and Susie ever did. She was around for when Harvey went through his dark period. He drank a lot, ate a lot, and just seemed to be sad a lot after Selina left. He fell apart and his sister had to watch. She tried, bless her, she tried to get him out of his rut the best a little sister could, but it was never enough. He attempted to date women, but he tended to come home late, maybe some lipstick smeared on his collar, but he never looked too happy about it.

They weren't Selina. They were fleeting moments.

Once she returned he seemed to be a little less grumpy about the world, though he reverted to that same torn man he was in his twenties. He wanted her so deeply, but she was out of his grasp.

Now... Harvey was a marked improvement. He looked good, he felt good, but make no mistakes, he was still Harvey, ragey, cranky, but sharp Harvey.

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The feisty brunette didn’t bother to put up a huge fight, though she didn’t sit down easily. The resilient young woman continued to glare daggers at the door as she was forced back down into her seat. If you couldn’t imagine already, the younger Bullock was both confused and fuming at this point and the look could be read from a mile away. Talking with her hands, she looked almost animated as her voice continued to rise with intensity. Thankfully, they were alone in the dining room as she continued her lament. “Give him a minute in a room with me and my right hook. The bastard. Could of killed you, Ted! And here you are just acting like it’s an everyday thing! Jesus, what is wrong with this city!”

She took a deep breath and flipped her bangs out of her eyes. Though she was trying to control her annoyance, she knew she needed to be more open minded to the events and changes that underwent in her absence. “Hell, let me guess? You and the Batman are buddies now too? In a book club together or something, huh?” She asked, the acquired accent evident with her anger.

Still, she stubbornly withheld a smile even when he tried to reassure her. With another huffy breath, she sat up a bit straighter. Laverne was willing to let it go for now in order to make this reunion a lot less heavy. “Fine. I’ll drop it for now, but this isn’t over. Now what’s this about Selina?” She raised an eyebrow suggestively, a smirk appearing on her dark lips as she waited for his reply. She knew her brother and his loss for words mananged to imply thousands. “I’ve always known there was something there. You two think you’re slick, but you aren’t.” Laverne winked at him, but she couldn’t help but support this pairing. The brunette had known Selina for a very long time, and the woman had helped her on numerous occasions. Despite how protective she was of her dearest brother, that was one woman she would consider handing him off too. “She got a ring yet?”

The brunette snorted, smiling to herself as an image appeared into her head. “I can see it now, you escorting her to all those fancy, high-class events. Her wearing the newest Cavalli and you looking like you raided the wardrobe for the cast of Gilligan’s Island. Please tell me you let her dress you, Teddy.” A loud peel of laughter peeled from lips as she continued to poke fun at him.

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Harvey couldn't stifle the smile that came to his lips when they talked about Selina. His sister was too clever for her own good. He shrugged a little. But then the ring question. Harvey froze a little and blushed.

"Well... uh... Yes. Mom's ring."

Harvey knew that would open the flood gates of OMG RLY?! He braced himself for his sister's inevitable explosion of emotions, words, and Vernie-ness. He waved his arms at her compelling her to calm it down a little shaking his head.

"Look, she wears a ring I gave her, but we don't like putting labels on things. We're togetherish is the most I'll say about it, Vernie."

Harvey sneered at his sister like an older brother was wont to do when she made the comment on his choice in clothing. He sneered even more at the idea of Selina dressing him.

"What am I? A china doll? I'll have you know I have excellent tastes. Look, look at this!"

Harvey's coat was removed at this point, draped over the back of his chair and he took his hat off a moment ago. He waved his arms, gesturing at how he was dressed. He wore a fine black suit, bluish-lavender colored oxford, a teal and dark blue striped tie and a teal pocket square in his breast pocket. His cifflinks, while not anything expensive or luxurious, were nice little silver pips. His shoes even looked like they were decently taken care of and recently shined and polished. He ran a hand through that thick black hair of his, though his temples had gray hairs in them now, something she had not yet seen.

"See. I've gotten better at this. And I don't care is Selina is the apprentice of Coco Chanel, I ain't lettin' her dress me. If she wants to pick out a shirt, or a tie or whatever for me every now and then that's fine, but nobody tells Harvey Bullock how to dress himself. Not even Ma could do that."

That was a true statement if there ever was one. Laverne was barely a babe when her older brother went through his punk phase. Somewhere there was a picture that Harvey had framed up in his apartment of him holding a newborn Laverne with Susie and Gretch standing around him as he rocked her to sleep. He was dressed in that notorious leather vest of his awash in studs, spikes, patches and everything else relevant to him at the time. His hair was very long, down to his shoulders as a matter of fact. He was so young, eighteen years old, days away from graduating from high school in that picture.

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The younger Bullock wasn’t completely sure what to think of her older brother giving away her mother’s ring. For a moment annoyance and extreme jealous of having to share her brother with anyone bubbled up inside her. Her mother’s ring was something that was treasured, an heirloom that was one of the most memorable things that was left in Dee’s legacy. And rather than being in the family, it was wrapped around some woman’s finger. But….then again. The woman was family. It was Selina. Someone who had always been there and someone she had been sharing her brother with for as long as she could remember with no problem. So why were these confusing feelings starting to arrive now that things were official? Or semi-official? God, those two were confusing.

Still, she smothered the childish feelings, knowing it would just make her seem even more stubborn than she already was and foolish. At the end of the day, they were a good pair and if Selina now wore her mother’s ring she knew it was a woman worthy of wearing it.

“Holy sh-geez. So this is pretty serious! Wow- I, wow…Ma’s ring?” For once, the big-mouthed brunette was speechless, but there was a smile playing on her lips as she was rendered silent. “Now I am starting to see where Bets was coming from, when’s the baby due? Am I the god-mother? You should name it after me. Wait- when did you start actually dating? Oh please! Don’t tell me it’s togetherish. If she’s got mom’s ring then there is nothing ‘ish’about it. Who else knows? Please tell me that I at least figured it out before Gordon.” Laverne ranted. The monster had been unleashed – monster being her larger than life personality. She had so many questions in regards to the topic

“Your tastes have improved, yes. Ya look good, Ted.” She snorted at a memory, hitting her hand on the table as he loud laughter rang out. “Do you remember those god-awful teal pants? Tell me you don’t have those still? Oh-wait no! The studs! Remember the jacket? The one from my baby picture?! You looked like you were auditioning for Kiss!” Have a fit of giggles overcame the beautiful brunette as Bets returned with their food, sitting the plates piled high with her childhood favorites.

“Mhmm. This looks great! Thanks. I can't remember the last time I was allowed to eat a good burger” She said with a smile, her laughter now dying down a bit. She quickly turned her attention to the French fries. “So, now that you’ve got yourself a girlfriend. We need to work on finding me a boyfriend.”

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"Oh my god, no one is pregnant and don't get that in your head. I ain't promisin' nobody nothing."

Harvey took a drink of his milk and looked back to his sister.

"I can't speak for Gordon, for all I know he knew about before I did."

Harvey scoffed and shrugged.

"What's wrong with the teal pants? The teal pants look great. And hell you've only seen me wear them once, geez."

Harvey downed another drink of his milk and began to get started on his own meal once it was brought over to him. He chuckled at the idea of her having a boyfriend.

"Yeah, let me call up all the bozos and see how long it is before you whack them each upside the head. It'll be a good few laughs for me."

Harvey chuckled just before chomping down the first bite.

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“Well how did you expect me to react? You never mentioned anything like this over the phone. You’re droppin the bomb on me now.” She took another much-desired bite of her burger, an audible moan quick to follow it as her taste buds rejoiced. “You know, I have been to a dozen fancy-pants restaurants in Europe, but I would trade any of those for a good cheeseburger.” Verne managed once she had swallowed the bite of food.

“Teal pants belong on high-school hipsters….not you, Ted.” She teased once more. , leaning forward to sample her rich milkshake. She reached across the table to take a swat at him after his comment, but missed. So enticed by her burger, she insisted on taking another bite of it rather than attempting again. “Hey now, it’s called tough love. Hmph. Maybe Selina will hook me up with one of her rich friends.” She joked once more.

With a small sigh, she wiped her hands on her napkin. “I need to go get an American cellphone plan tomorrow; my old service is not going to carry over.” Verne informed as she reached for a couple of fries. “I can’t wait to see everyone tomorrow, wait until everyone finds out that Hard-ass Harvey Bullock has a little sister.” She said with her mischievous smirk.