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Holy shit that cat was adorable.

Ray's mouth was slightly agape, watching the video with complete interest. Animals were always a soft spot of his, and while the desire to buy a house and adopt a hundred pets was probably his life's goal, it was always nice to see how other people treated their pets. He was a little disappointed when the video ended, but when Milo mentioned that Goose came up frequently in his videos, he wondered if there was a way to casually ask for a link and then go through the videos to see which ones had the most of the cat in them. 

[color=87CEEB]"Keep them coming,"[/color] He told the bartender, taking the fresh cup and turning back to Milo. Before he could get a chance to talk, a loud crash sounded through the hall. Good luck was coming their way, it looked like, or that was something he had heard a while back. Breaking glass on the first day meant luck or...actually, he wasn't entirely sure if that applied here. He'd heard the saying a while back, but he was pretty sure that was in a restaurant. Whatever.

Already halfway through his second glass, he had to admit the speed at which the man had recorded was a little frightening. That was nothing compared to having to talk about himself, however. [color=87CEEB]"Uh...I'm an officer for the NYPD,"[/color] He said, turning his wrist and shaking the drink a little as he spoke. [color=87CEEB]"I'm married to the job, as they say. Hopefully I'm making some sort of difference, but...who knows."[/color] It was actually embarrassing to admit why he became one, leaving it out for the moment as he finished his drink and put the empty glass on the bar. He felt like he had a good idea on what Milo was like but had absolutely no idea how to present himself.

[color=87CEEB]"I, uh...I have a pet, too,"[/color] He remembered, taking out his own phone. On his lock screen was a picture of the german-shepherd-husky mix, snoozing away on his couch. [color=87CEEB]"He retired and his handler didn't want him, so I grabbed him. Can't really picture being without him."[/color] 

He looked fondly at his phone before looking back at Milo. "[color=87CEEB]"Sorry, I feel like I'm not that great at introducing myself or whatever,"[/color] He suddenly realized he hadn't even introduced himself, taking his now filled glass and offering to clink it with Milo's drink. [color=87CEEB]"I'm Ray Parker, by the way."[/color]

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