Olivia walks in the bar, sighting Tucker from afar, she views that she too has been spotted by his crystal eyes. He accelerates his speed, and so does she, wanting to get over "the chit chat" about to happen. She then thinks to herself, «I should have asked him to meet me at my place, could still be with Noah… too late I suppose since he's standing right in front of me.»

"Sergeant." Tucker plays.

Olivia quickly cuts to why she primarily went out of her way to accept his invitation, "Amaro has no interest in protecting his father. He is not trying to fix this." She says serious.

"All right, so much for the small talk, but since you're asking, I would hate to be him right now. He either testifies against his father which is barbaric or he looks like he's conspiring to cover up a crime." Olivia decides to agree with him partially. "Almost feel sorry for him."

She doesn't hesitate to say, "Wow. Getting soft in your old age."

"Maybe…" a small pause occurs before he comments, "So you gonna just stand here talking about Amaro or can I buy you a drink?"

Confuse but at the same time flattered she decides, "How's the wine here."

Happily he adds, "I think you should try the bourbon."

A smile appears on Olivia's lips as she follows Tucker to the bar, while an eyebrow lifts up in surprise. The bar appears to be too crowded, with only one seat open. He immediately signals her to sit, standing right beside her. "We could order something to eat if you'd like, unless you're interested in dining." He adds swiftly, noticing how uncomfortable the situation was making her feel.

A spark in her laugh made itself translucent in the business of the place, "Your old age making it difficult to stand?" she said looking at him in the eyes.

"Just wanted to be a gentleman and invite you to dinner." He said feeling a little rejected.

Olivia nodded, about to confirm, but then she remembered about Noah. Dinner could probably delay her an hour more. "How about we take turns standing up?"

He nodded, then looking at the bar tender, "Two bourbons, please." He then took his phone out, contemplating the screen viewing the time, 6:38. "Who's with Noah?"

"Babysitter, I didn't want his nanny to stay with him after a long day. She deserves some free time, too. Just because I can't get any, doesn't mean she can't either."

"I know SVU keeps you busy… and now you have to put up with me and some drinks. If you want I can take you home right now."

The bar tender, places their drinks in front of them, then a couple sitting down leaves, giving Tucker an open seat next to Olivia. "No, let me finish this…drink first." She was quick to smile nervously, looking into her glass.

Olivia and Ed talk for a while, but then Cassidy's name soon comes up. Causing her to tense up, she didn't like talking about the past much and it was evident, especially of her personal life. Yet, from all the other men in her life, she felt like Cassidy was one of the more difficult ones to talk about. At first she totally wanted to avoid the subject. "So… do you still talk to him?"

"No… I don't, I'm happy without him, he's not the reason why I seem miserable."

"You always seem miserable to me, even when you were with him…"

She laughs, "Thanks, and you've always… I don't know, can't think of anything right now. But I feel like it's time for me to go home." She said finishing her drink.

Ed pays the bill, then offering to take Olivia to her home. She smiles and agrees. He grabs her from an arm to gently escort her out. She looks at him with an awkward smile, hoping that Ed's car is somewhere close, at the same time wondering what has gotten in to this man.