Sonny smoothed his suit jacket over his chair carefully, then laid out a file on his desk precisely. It wasn't until after sitting that he noticed an absence.

"Hey, where's Rollins?" he asked no one in particular, and a young female voice answered,

"Assisting Bronx SVU with a case, but the captain only wanted one out, so you still have to stay."

"Oh, okay" Sonny responded, and looked back down at his file. The woman who had answered waited patiently for the double take, as she slunk further into Odafin Tutuola's chair, her feet propped arrogantly on his desk (although she had checked to make sure there were no papers underneath them.) It came slower than she expected, but eventually there was the inevitable. "Hey, who are you?"

The pretty woman smiled winningly at him and didn't respond, only cocked her auburn head a little to the right.

"Do you need something? Can I help you?"

"What have you been here then, a year, year and a half?"

"Yeah, about a year."

"Figures" she responded, shaking her head in mock disappointment.

"I...don't worry, I can help you! Are you here to see the SVU?" The woman looked confused for a moment, then a flash of realization crossed her face and she grinned again. Sonny felt spectacularly out of his depth, the woman looked mid-20s, statistically likely to be here as a victim, but she wasn't acting like any victim he's ever seen. In fact, she looked more comfortable here than he even was. She swung her legs down from the desk and straightened up in the desk chair.

"I'm going to let you know right here and now" she said, "I had fully intended upon playing mysterious and enigmatic up until Finn got here and blew my cover, but you look like such a cute, lost puppy right now it's breaking my heart a little. And so earnest! How do you manage around here?"

At this point Sonny was thoroughly at a loss for words, and was equally certain he had just been insulted or quite possibly complimented, and maybe even flirted with a little. Desperately, he grasped onto the one word that had made sense in this entire exchange.

"Finn? You're here to see Finn?"

"Yeeessss." She responded, drawing the word out.

"Does he know you're here?"

"Noooo."

"Are you sure I can't help you?"

At this point, the woman burst into laughter.

"Detective whatever your name is but I assume is Carisi, I had almost this exact same conversation the first time I stepped foot in this squadroom over a decade ago."

"I am Detective Carisi, yes. Sonny Carisi." He rolled his chair to be closer to her and stuck his hand out, delighted at his good luck in managing to divert this conversation into something that actually made sense and might win him some information.

The woman sighed, knowing she was about to lose this battle of banter, and responded with a firm handshake "Audrey Holt. Ever so delightful to finally put a face to the stories I've heard."

"OH!" Sonny shouted, everything finally falling into place. "You're Sergeant Munch's kid!"

Audrey almost choked.

"Good God man, no, I'm his niece, I may love the man more than anyone else on God's green earth but let's not get hasty with assigning ownership like that. I can't imagine how bizarre I would have turned out if that man had molded me from birth."

"Yeah, I've met him a couple of times, I know what you mean."

"But you're not permitted to say anything bad about him in my company" she admonished, raising one eyebrow at him.

"Right okay. So...why are you here?"

"Oof, okay, tell me how you really feel."

"No! I'm not..! I just…"

"Calm down, kiddo, I'm fucking with you" she said. At the word fucking, Sonny accidentally met her grey eyes with his blue ones, and felt that the moment had suddenly taken an odd sensation, one he didn't wholly object to but was also very disconcerted by. He felt, not for the first time since 'hey who are you', like he was drowning, if only for a moment.

"I just moved back to New York, I'm here to surprise Finn and bully him into making dinner plans with me." she continued, either ignorant over what had just happened in his mind or an excellent actress.

"He'll love that" Sonny grinned. "He talks about you like he does his own son. I've heard all about your success at college in Scotland, grad school in the Netherlands, law school in Harvard?"

"Ooh, I should be really embarrassed right now, but to be honest I'm super vain and pleased. I adore Finn so I'm delighted to have proof it's mutual."

"I'd love to hear about what it's like to study law at Harvard. I'm taking night classes at Fordham Law."

"Nice!" Audrey enthused. "That's gotta take some serious dedication.

What do you want to specialize in, criminal?"

"Yeah, obviously I learn some just from being a cop, but I want to take it more seriously, I have to know more about it."

"An admirable sentiment. Do you think having a cop's perspective on the law makes it easier for you to learn or more challenging by complicating it?

"Oh, a little of both actually. Most people don't ever think about that, or at least they don't ask. I'm ahead because I'm familiar with the laws already, but the way cops do things is never exactly how a lawyer would if they were in our shoes, they-" at this, Sonny was interrupted by a shouted,

"Audrey!" Finn had come back to the squad room, and looked stunned and delighted to see her.

"Finn!" Audrey shot out of the chair and ran over to hug the detective. "You certainly took your time getting back here!"

"Hey, I've been working. What are you doing in New York?"

"Living! I started at the Office of Foreign Missions a couple of weeks ago!"

"Damn, girl, you're doing pretty good for straight out of law school."

"I know, right? I didn't even apply, I was recruited. It was very flattering. It would have been more flattering if my dad's best friend didn't work there. But anyway! John and I are going to dinner tonight to celebrate and you're coming."

"I don't get a choice, huh?"

"Look at you, catching on immediately. And you know what?" she spun on her heel to

Sonny, who had stood and been debating whether he should have retreated back to his desk now. "New kid is invited too. If those guys are left to their own devices it's a night full of the good old days and crazy pervs of the early 2000s and all that. But we need to finish our conversation about the cop/lawyer crossover! And perhaps start some new ones?"

Her smile was inscrutable, and Sonny realized he was leaning at an ever increasingly sharp angle towards her. He straightened up and stammered "Yeah, yeah definitely"

"Good! Excellent!" She grabbed a black messenger bag he hadn't even noticed on the floor, and slung it over her shoulder. "Carmine's, 7pm reservation. And now, I've got diplomats to babysit. See you tonight." She gave a small incline of her head, kissed Finn on the cheek, and with a cheeky salute to Sonny, swaned out of the squadroom.

"No." Sonny looked at Finn, who was staring straight at him.

"What?" Sonny asked.

"She's Munch's kid."

"Well...actually, she's his niece..."

"Oh hell no."