Stanley used to ask the Munchkin for quarters because he had 25 years in as a cop(well Worden in AYOKS did that all the time, Stanley did it once.) It's a respect thing...it took the squad months to put it together...why a quarter? Especially, if he caught his partner slacking. Reading "Rolling Stone" iirc. I'm guessing, Anne, that the Munchkin will hear the impotency spiel eventually. Or Kay will find out it's him and crack up laughing.

Ah! Thanks, Erika.

I figured that's something she's been waiting for a chance at.

Pierce Brosnan....strawberries....Pierce Brosnan...strawberries....

I'm in a happy, happy place.

Thought so. I know what's good, right?

You know what's good, and you write what's good, and happy.

I loved that "gimme a quarter" deal from first season H:LOTS. It took me a second to ping it, because of the switch Kay made to dimes.

In the book, it takes the squad almost a whole year to find out why the Big Man wants the quarters...the Munch-a-like is like "You want cigarrettes...I'll buy you goddamn cigarrettes. Just quit holding me up...it's not dignified."
"No, I don't want cigarrettes. Give me a quarter."
Then finally, at Christmas, he wishes his partner a Merry Christmas without adding "you miserable sonofabitch" like at Thanksgiving and doesn't ask for one, and the partner finally asks why. Kind of heartwarming, in a fucked-up way.

“Could you...give us a minute, Cordy?”

“If it means I don’t have to share my conditioner...gladly.” And she’s gone. I don’t even mind that she takes the last eclair, and I love those. As she would say, it’s totally worth it. “You know, Pryce, “ I say. “It occurs to me we have a situation here.”

“Wyndam-Pryce,” he corrects automatically. “It’s hyphenated.”

“Ok.... that was nice. That little trick in there. You really are the magic man, aren’t you?” I pace around a little...it’s habit when I’m on to something.

“I’m sorry?” It’s a shame he’s so smart, really. He’s cute when he’s puzzled.

“You want to make our kiss disappear. It’s not demons you’re chasing here...it’s cooties. Or temptation. I’m not vain enough to guess which. Temptation doesn’t stop being tempting cause it’s light out. Well, unless you’re tempted by a v...vodka tonic. Then, of course, everything looks different in the light of day. After your head quits throbbing, anyways.” Jesus, what am I babbling about? He probably thinks I’m crazy now. And I was thinking this would be awkward. You took care of that, didn’t you, Kay?

“So, is this Cordy thing negotiable? Cause I could stay somewhere else? I think you have more space than either Cordy or Gunn...you could Watch me...that was your old job, right? Watcher.” I start to see why Munchkin loves talking like that. Wesley starts scrubbing the shine off his glasses. I think I made him blush, too.

I thought Tim Bayliss was the only man in my age bracket to still blush. It’s kind of...touching. But after that, I don’t have the heart to press the point about Cordy. Let him feel like he’s taking care of me for a while...of course, I can take care of myself, and I’m not at all worried about some little freak that cuts out notes...hello?

I know Munchkin used to say the country was looking the same and losing its soul and stuff, so it could be a coincidence, but the building in this ad could be the spitting image of the Waterfront.

Heh.

WICKED Kay!

Yeah, well I was reminded of that time she told Frank that Ed Danvers was hung like a stallion, and she couldn't touch him in public and all this stuff, and Frank says "You're kidding." And she says "Yeah, yeah, I am." And then she smiles and says "No." So, being Frank, he keeps asking, and she says" I guess you'll never know."