In her dimly lit dining room, Ronnie smokes, to the accompaniment of a chanteuse on the stereo, a glass of fancy-looking red wine, and a cigarette. Presently, there's a knock at her door. She spreads the curtains to see McNulty on her front step, and closes them again; hidden, she makes this sort of "Oh, of COURSE" pre-defeated shrug, and opens the door, to find him looking less "tore down" than usual. Like, I think he might have stopped at Teddy's House Of Natural on the way over and tidied up his fade. "Why are you here?" mutters Ronnie. "I'm thinking about something," says McNulty. Are you thinking about getting some? 'Cause I am, now. McNulty asks to come in -- but in that way that's just a formality, as he's already taking a step. Ronnie keeps him on the porch. McNulty looks surprised and a little amused that she's somehow managing to resist him, and Ronnie asks, "What's the matter, McNulty? No one ever tells you 'no'?" He shrugs that he should have called. Ronnie rolls her eyes and starts to close the door on him, but not hard, so he's able to stop it with his fingertips and ask, "How do you clone a beeper?" "You show up at my door at nine o'clock to ask me that?" she snaps. A little disappointed, are we? McNulty's noticed that, unlike every other drug dealer who has a cell phone, the Barksdale crew uses pagers. Ronnie rolls her eyes again, and lets him in.
Episode Report CardWing Chun: A | 1057 USERS: C+
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