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[Molly Smitzen]

Molly shook her head as Jude continued his seemingly pointless, drunk rant. Sometimes it was hard to feel affectionate towards people like this, she thought to herself. Jude was always worrying about her, insisting on buying her a new, safer gun. She knew she could take care of herself just fine, thank you very much. Molly grew up in hard times, and assured herself The bear killings Jude initially spoke about had nothing to do with the La Push kids.

"Well, I'm certainly not Charlie's Angel, but I think I can stay open as late as I please," she batted her eyelashes at him playfully. She rested her hands on top of Jude's, "I'll be ok, a few dead bears can't scare me out of my home." She smiled at him sweetly and continued working.

"Why don't you stay in the backroom tonight, Jude? You've had a lot to drink."

[Captain Jude Osbert]

"You'll just try and take advantage of me...hic. I know how you foul enchantresses work. Wiff yer magic mirrors an'ivry shhells. Pa a'ways werned me 'bout how they'd t'ke my wallet." Jude was just plain inebriated, now. His accent became too thick to be distinguished as anything normal. What few "S"s he pronounced, he slurred. Plus, it was just general knowledge that once Jude Osbert started nostalgically talking about his father, he probably had more drinks than you saw him ingest.

"Gotta p***." The police chief stood up and searched the walls for a bathroom door. He walked over to it, with practiced balance and entered. After a three minutes and some banging, running water, and profane language, the Englishman appeared. "Yer gonna miss me wh'n I croak from shhrosis." Jude smiled at Molly, his eyes looking elsewhere. "Yuh shhould give me a beer. A' leashh' a fizzy."

The man plopped back down at a bar stool and put his head on his arms. Thunder cracked outside and he moaned in response. The moan was more of an annoyed one- too loud.

"F***ing Forks."

[Molly Smitzen]

Molly shook her head sympathetically as Jude rambled on.

"Well, you're far too drunk to go anywhere tonight, darling, so you can just stay there and pass out or get into that backroom and go to sleep right now." She put on her sternest look to remind Jude he was still in her establishment and she had every right to kick him out, no matter how much she cared about him.

"Come on, I'll help you back there." Molly walked around the bar and put her arms under Jude's shoulder to hoist him up. no such luck in that area, way to heavy for one little girl, "You're going to have to help me out here." She struggled under his weight slightly.