reppohmij:
[he just keeps watching her wth a straight face, waiting for an answer] [is he joking? Is he serious? Best to just change the subject.]
[oh my god.] [here, the barkeep got you a whole pitcher of water] I know you’re drunk but how in God’s name did you become cheif of police.
Funny story, actually. [clears his throat!] So I was in ‘Nam in the army, and then in New York, and I was a cop there, and then I moved back to Hawkins and I was about...a hundred? Time more qualified than the next guy? So, here I am. [taps his nose] Mr. Chief.










