...not exactly, but I'm past the point of asking their permission. I told them I would leave in six weeks, after the Opera, and I plan to leave before that time is up.
Are you kidding me? Of course I'll have you. Hell, I'd have you here now, if that's what you chose. But, I mean, I understand the whole 6 weeks notice or whatever it is you're planning on doing.
Hey, no, really. It's no problem. I'm a policeman. It's kinda my job to look out for people. Plus, you're my friend. That means you're doubly on the list for me to stick up for, you know?
Ah, no, really, it's fine. Really, you're going to hear me complaining enough at you about my life by moving closer as it is. That's probably more than payment enough.
You're a doll, Mag, you really are. If I ever do get annoying or something, or need a good smack to the back of the head to shape up, feel free to do so. I give you full permission.
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If there's ever anyway I can repay you, let me know.
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