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[trenchknives]

All right. I said I was gonna do it, so I did it.

[Jimmy bends down to pick something up out of view of the camera, and the something makes a yipping noise as he does so.]

C'mere.

[He holds up a Boston Terrier with a particularly grumpy expression to the camera, turning it this way and that.]

Nucky, meet the City. City, meet Nucky. 

[A pause as he sets the dog back down.]

Okay. So. Anyone know how to take care of a dog? Beyond the obvious shit, like walkin' 'em and makin' sure they don't chew up your stuff.

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[trenchknives]

And they better be good. Professional.

[dignity_misery]

I'm not making any promises.

[trenchknives]

Well then, guess I can get 'em on my own.

[dignity_misery]

Good idea.

[Never underestimate Carla's ability to see a plan through.]

[trenchknives]

I'd still like to see ya soon, though.

[dignity_misery]

Maybe I'll visit you in your new place.

[trenchknives]

That's a damn good reason for me to get a new place.

[dignity_misery]

What a coincidence.

[trenchknives]

Guess that was probably your plan all along.

[dignity_misery]

Likely.

[trenchknives]

'n that's why I like ya.

[dignity_misery]

Let me know when you've moved in.

[Surfaces to be christened, okay.]

[trenchknives]

You'll be the first to know.