we needed to talk about your desk obsession - Do I have a desk obsession? Can I state for the record that in none of my fics do people have sex on desks. They just talk about it. In fact, that's mostly just what people do in my fics with regard to sex. Talk. I wonder if I have some deeply repressed fantasy about doing it on a desk? Apparently sex in public is most women's private fantasy. I read it somewhere. Men's is sex with a stranger.

Love Liv's priorities - Liv has very good priorities. There are some wines that you just can't beat. And I did say that she would be curling up with Alex while she was drinking it, therefore not actually choosing between them.

simply adore the fact that they have been living together - This is what I adore about fluff. There is no backstory, no reason given, no angst about how they got there, they just live together. I like the easy way out.

That said, I am very aware that I owe you some angst. I realise that the ducks have bought me some time, but I am going to throw down the gauntlet to myself and promise to get something to you this weekend. There, you have it in writing. If I don't get it to you, you can send the ducks around to rough me up. I will deserve it.

the crusty stuff would so be dried chocolate or maybe spilt alcohol - Who is to say that isn't what was on Cragen's stockings? It's those of you with dirty minds who think otherwise. Obviously the good captain spilled his coffee all over his desk and reached around for something to wipe it up with and his hand fell on a piece of evidence from a previous case and he used it to clean up. Why...what else could it have been?