Rein Badeaux

Man of the K-9 wing, Rein Badeaux. I love my dog. Love of my life right there. Feel to ask me what you need.

[dogmaticof]

My name's Rein. I'm a K-9 Officer that works with precinct 41 as well as a few other precincts. Mainly 41 though. Dad of one (Aka, my dog, Bonnie) I know a few Officers but, eh. Feel free to ask me stuff, I'll answer.

[dogmaticof]

So you're......

Apart of the....homosexual underground

The homosexual underground is apart of me. But I'm apart of a more... specific... underground.

The..

Bisexual underground.

[dogmaticof]

How big is it?

Horrid ask! I cannot answer that. My lawyer won't let me.

[dogmaticof]

How much of an influence has your Dad had over things?

Influence over what, specifically? Because there's sooo much I could say he influenced, for a guy who was... Uh, haha, anyway, I'll give you a fun fact.

Murray Badeaux comes straight from the guy. I didn't like both when I was younger, especially that Murray part. But, I grew accustomed to it. I was asked once, why not change them if I don't like them?

I say, it'll always feel like a ghost following me. If I had no family influence of generations of kids with 'Murray', no tie to it.. no past behind it, no- no person behind it. I'd change it. But, I don't know. Maybe I finally got accustomed to it too?

[dogmaticof]

You and Dezi speak the same language but have noticeably different ways of speaking. Is this because you two grew up in different places?

I'd assume so? I'm not too sure where the guy grew up! The Isola I grew up on though, is near Graad, technically making me from Graad but..not exactly? I don't worry about any technicalities with it but, anyway, the Isola- it used both languages and I spoke differently when I was there but when we moved to Jamrock, the bullying as a kid made me have to force myself to stop using certain words. And trust, I couldn't even use the words if I tried. It'll sound unnatural to me. It's...frankly a shame, haha.

But, friend's say I still have the accent and trust this as well when I say: getting called racial slurs that aren't exactly correct, is not fun. Haha, but I'm glad I still keep that accent apart of me. Happy it's the one thing that I couldn't take away.

[dogmaticof]

If you were an Innocence, what would glow for you?

Tbh, I'm not too sure? Spine, maybe? It's what helps you have control and mobility, right? I like to be active and such so, that might be good. Cool question! :3

[dogmaticof]

COULD YOU PLAY US SOMETHING

I'm not sure it'll sound good, haha! I like drawing way more than playing music but maybe someday?

[dogmaticof]

Do you know how to play any musical instruments?

Hmm.. I know how to play a guitar. Not acoustic, though. The place I grew up, they loved playing music or making up stories so I picked up on how to play eventually.

[dogmaticof]

((When he goes to sit on his chair, it's squeaky. Simply messed it enough for it to squeak every single time he moves.))

*At first, it's nothing that bothered him. He seemed fine, but after a while...this- this got annoying. It was at the slightest of movements. The slightest. It got so bad, he felt it squeak every single time he blunk. Now, que him sitting on the floor, doing his paperwork intsead*

[underays]

Hey, lemon-eyes. Since you're brand new to the precinct, what better of a gift to give you, than a stapler! Brand new. Just bought it yesterday. And it's just for youuu! *His voice musters up as much excitement as he possibly could, just for a stapler* Hooray. Lucky day.

Feel free to use it. Like, right now. *As he holds out the black stapler, it's honestly like he's trying to look as innocent as possible.*

-RB

*Raíssa slowly looks at him, an eyebrow raising at the sudden gift. She smiles, crossing her arms and leaning back on the chair.* Lime-eyes! That's so very sweet of you! *The tone is a little exaggerated.* Such a shame I might have to deny this sweet gift! You see, I already have one! And I hoard soooo many stationery goods already. Maybe keep it?

[dogmaticof]

*He gives this best grin he can* Noooo, no, you see this one here, *Rein positions it in a way, allowing him to hold it only by two fingers, swinging it back and forth* It's special. Limited edition. And, what's so wrong about one more to the collection?

I couldn't ever keep a gift for someone so, *He cuts himself off, tossing up the stapler and catching it, buying himself a moment to change what he was about to say* passionate about stationary. You should definitely have it.

[underays]

Oh, that's so very sweet of you! *She joins her hands on the side of her face, smiling widely, eyes closed.* I shouldn't accept, truly! That's too kind of you, I'd never know how to repay such a wonderful gift! *Raíssa watches as he throws it up, unamused expression.* What's the trick? I had a brother, Rein, this will not work on me.

[dogmaticof]

Of course you do. I'm sure he had sick pranks? *He doesn't actually look disappointed she knew. Instead, he sets down the stapler, grin turning into a more normal smile.* It, funnily, so happens to have no staples. Though, I have a much better prank. A great one.

[underays]

You have no idea. *Raíssa hesitantly grabs the stapler, squinting at it.* My brother used to tie my hair to the bedframe and wake me up with loud sounds, such an idiot, but he kept me sharp! Also, you better be ready for prank war if you even dare try! *She points at him.* I'm serious!

[dogmaticof]

Pfft, I wish my sister were that funny. *He snickers. The stapler as she looks at it, seems completely normal. Besides the fact that there's a piece of tape on it* Well, not, like, that funny- I love my hair. I'd fight her of she did that. But, you know. Aaaand,

*He leans back as she points at him, hands running into his pocket. He raises his eyebrows and if looking really hard, you can make out crows feet poking out behind the glasses. When his hand comes free, he's holding a baggie with a brownie in it.*

[underays]

Ah, trust me, you don't! He literally chopped off my hair once when I was little, had to wear a beanie until it grew back decently again, haaaaaated it! *Raíssa holds her hair in a defensive way, being purposefully dramatic about the situation. She slowly raises an eyebrow as he holds the brownie, but doesn't say anything.*

[dogmaticof]

Wooh, yea, no. The little man seems like a menace. Hope you were rocking that beanie but the hair, uhh, grew back pretty nice, luckily.

*He does an airplane-like motion, gliding it in the air till- plop! It lands at the station right on her desk.* This...is for you. A great brownie, made by yours truly.

[underays]

Well, I look good in anything, so! *She did an exaggerated pose, laughing at the situation.*

Oh! Thank you...? *Raíssa looks at it, then at him.* You really don't look like the type of guy who'd be into baking. Seems like I got two people to share recipes with now!

[dogmaticof]

I need that level of confidence. *He doesn't mean it as condescending as the words came out but he gives a chuckle at her laughing* But, I agree.

Uh- anyway- you're *welcome*. I don't usually bake but I thought this should be a good occasion. Had to bust out the great skills my mum taught me. You should try it. The brownie. *He adds quickly* I'll hand you the recipe dead afterwards.

[underays]

It's good to try something new every once in a while, you know! My sister got me into baking, but, honestly, I've been eating too many baked goods. Might need a diet! *She picks up the brownie, analyzing it, before taking a bite.* mhmmm...

[dogmaticof]

You have a sister too? Oh MAN- any other cool siblings? But, that's sick she got you into it. And, a good balance of sugary foods and healthy ones is great. Been trying a diet myself.

*The brownie, at first, taste relatively normal. Maybe good, perhaps? Fudgy is Rein's favorite. Though, after some chewing, there is an onion like taste. If you look down at the brownie, in the middle is just an sliced thin circular piece of an onion. Rein is not say a single word.*

[underays]

*As she was about to respond, Raíssa stopped, polite smile quickly giving way to an actual, genuine expression. She grimaced, slowly picking up a small garbage can from under her desk and spitting the brownie in it.* I see how it is, officer Rein! Well played. *Raíssa grabs her water bottle, chugging it.* Ew! I hate onions so much... Good one.

[dogmaticof]

*As Rein saw a true expression of hers it actually made him..truly happy? He had to look away, holding his hand over his mouth before* pft- HA! HAHA! SORRY! Sorry, ha! Oh man..I was scared that wasn't actually going to work.

*He pulls out another brownie, still laughing* I love onions! They're tasty when not raw. But, here. this brownie isn't laced- I swear on it.

[underays]

*Raíssa actually... Laughs with him? She covers her lips with a hand, shaking her head.* You know... I'll keep this one for later just in case, but you have no idea what you started, silly man!

[dogmaticof]

Well, would you look at that. *Rein thinks silently to himself, proud he actually made her laugh too.* Be sure to enjoy it. I spent my last chocolate chip on that. But I'm totally ready for whatever happens! In fact, prepared to. Nooow, I'm sure you have busy paperwork to get to so, I won't keep you.

[underays]

Hey, lemon-eyes. Since you're brand new to the precinct, what better of a gift to give you, than a stapler! Brand new. Just bought it yesterday. And it's just for youuu! *His voice musters up as much excitement as he possibly could, just for a stapler* Hooray. Lucky day.

Feel free to use it. Like, right now. *As he holds out the black stapler, it's honestly like he's trying to look as innocent as possible.*

-RB

*Raíssa slowly looks at him, an eyebrow raising at the sudden gift. She smiles, crossing her arms and leaning back on the chair.* Lime-eyes! That's so very sweet of you! *The tone is a little exaggerated.* Such a shame I might have to deny this sweet gift! You see, I already have one! And I hoard soooo many stationery goods already. Maybe keep it?

[dogmaticof]

*He gives this best grin he can* Noooo, no, you see this one here, *Rein positions it in a way, allowing him to hold it only by two fingers, swinging it back and forth* It's special. Limited edition. And, what's so wrong about one more to the collection?

I couldn't ever keep a gift for someone so, *He cuts himself off, tossing up the stapler and catching it, buying himself a moment to change what he was about to say* passionate about stationary. You should definitely have it.

[underays]

Oh, that's so very sweet of you! *She joins her hands on the side of her face, smiling widely, eyes closed.* I shouldn't accept, truly! That's too kind of you, I'd never know how to repay such a wonderful gift! *Raíssa watches as he throws it up, unamused expression.* What's the trick? I had a brother, Rein, this will not work on me.

[dogmaticof]

Of course you do. I'm sure he had sick pranks? *He doesn't actually look disappointed she knew. Instead, he sets down the stapler, grin turning into a more normal smile.* It, funnily, so happens to have no staples. Though, I have a much better prank. A great one.

[underays]

You have no idea. *Raíssa hesitantly grabs the stapler, squinting at it.* My brother used to tie my hair to the bedframe and wake me up with loud sounds, such an idiot, but he kept me sharp! Also, you better be ready for prank war if you even dare try! *She points at him.* I'm serious!

[dogmaticof]

Pfft, I wish my sister were that funny. *He snickers. The stapler as she looks at it, seems completely normal. Besides the fact that there's a piece of tape on it* Well, not, like, that funny- I love my hair. I'd fight her of she did that. But, you know. Aaaand,

*He leans back as she points at him, hands running into his pocket. He raises his eyebrows and if looking really hard, you can make out crows feet poking out behind the glasses. When his hand comes free, he's holding a baggie with a brownie in it.*

[underays]

Ah, trust me, you don't! He literally chopped off my hair once when I was little, had to wear a beanie until it grew back decently again, haaaaaated it! *Raíssa holds her hair in a defensive way, being purposefully dramatic about the situation. She slowly raises an eyebrow as he holds the brownie, but doesn't say anything.*

[dogmaticof]

Wooh, yea, no. The little man seems like a menace. Hope you were rocking that beanie but the hair, uhh, grew back pretty nice, luckily.

*He does an airplane-like motion, gliding it in the air till- plop! It lands at the station right on her desk.* This...is for you. A great brownie, made by yours truly.

[underays]

Well, I look good in anything, so! *She did an exaggerated pose, laughing at the situation.*

Oh! Thank you...? *Raíssa looks at it, then at him.* You really don't look like the type of guy who'd be into baking. Seems like I got two people to share recipes with now!

[dogmaticof]

I need that level of confidence. *He doesn't mean it as condescending as the words came out but he gives a chuckle at her laughing* But, I agree.

Uh- anyway- you're *welcome*. I don't usually bake but I thought this should be a good occasion. Had to bust out the great skills my mum taught me. You should try it. The brownie. *He adds quickly* I'll hand you the recipe dead afterwards.

[underays]

It's good to try something new every once in a while, you know! My sister got me into baking, but, honestly, I've been eating too many baked goods. Might need a diet! *She picks up the brownie, analyzing it, before taking a bite.* mhmmm...

[dogmaticof]

You have a sister too? Oh MAN- any other cool siblings? But, that's sick she got you into it. And, a good balance of sugary foods and healthy ones is great. Been trying a diet myself.

*The brownie, at first, taste relatively normal. Maybe good, perhaps? Fudgy is Rein's favorite. Though, after some chewing, there is an onion like taste. If you look down at the brownie, in the middle is just an sliced thin circular piece of an onion. Rein is not say a single word.*

[underays]

*As she was about to respond, Raíssa stopped, polite smile quickly giving way to an actual, genuine expression. She grimaced, slowly picking up a small garbage can from under her desk and spitting the brownie in it.* I see how it is, officer Rein! Well played. *Raíssa grabs her water bottle, chugging it.* Ew! I hate onions so much... Good one.

[dogmaticof]

*As Rein saw a true expression of hers it actually made him..truly happy? He had to look away, holding his hand over his mouth before* pft- HA! HAHA! SORRY! Sorry, ha! Oh man..I was scared that wasn't actually going to work.

*He pulls out another brownie, still laughing* I love onions! They're tasty when not raw. But, here. this brownie isn't laced- I swear on it.

[underays]

Hey, lemon-eyes. Since you're brand new to the precinct, what better of a gift to give you, than a stapler! Brand new. Just bought it yesterday. And it's just for youuu! *His voice musters up as much excitement as he possibly could, just for a stapler* Hooray. Lucky day.

Feel free to use it. Like, right now. *As he holds out the black stapler, it's honestly like he's trying to look as innocent as possible.*

-RB

*Raíssa slowly looks at him, an eyebrow raising at the sudden gift. She smiles, crossing her arms and leaning back on the chair.* Lime-eyes! That's so very sweet of you! *The tone is a little exaggerated.* Such a shame I might have to deny this sweet gift! You see, I already have one! And I hoard soooo many stationery goods already. Maybe keep it?

[dogmaticof]

*He gives this best grin he can* Noooo, no, you see this one here, *Rein positions it in a way, allowing him to hold it only by two fingers, swinging it back and forth* It's special. Limited edition. And, what's so wrong about one more to the collection?

I couldn't ever keep a gift for someone so, *He cuts himself off, tossing up the stapler and catching it, buying himself a moment to change what he was about to say* passionate about stationary. You should definitely have it.

[underays]

Oh, that's so very sweet of you! *She joins her hands on the side of her face, smiling widely, eyes closed.* I shouldn't accept, truly! That's too kind of you, I'd never know how to repay such a wonderful gift! *Raíssa watches as he throws it up, unamused expression.* What's the trick? I had a brother, Rein, this will not work on me.

[dogmaticof]

Of course you do. I'm sure he had sick pranks? *He doesn't actually look disappointed she knew. Instead, he sets down the stapler, grin turning into a more normal smile.* It, funnily, so happens to have no staples. Though, I have a much better prank. A great one.

[underays]

You have no idea. *Raíssa hesitantly grabs the stapler, squinting at it.* My brother used to tie my hair to the bedframe and wake me up with loud sounds, such an idiot, but he kept me sharp! Also, you better be ready for prank war if you even dare try! *She points at him.* I'm serious!

[dogmaticof]

Pfft, I wish my sister were that funny. *He snickers. The stapler as she looks at it, seems completely normal. Besides the fact that there's a piece of tape on it* Well, not, like, that funny- I love my hair. I'd fight her of she did that. But, you know. Aaaand,

*He leans back as she points at him, hands running into his pocket. He raises his eyebrows and if looking really hard, you can make out crows feet poking out behind the glasses. When his hand comes free, he's holding a baggie with a brownie in it.*

[underays]

Ah, trust me, you don't! He literally chopped off my hair once when I was little, had to wear a beanie until it grew back decently again, haaaaaated it! *Raíssa holds her hair in a defensive way, being purposefully dramatic about the situation. She slowly raises an eyebrow as he holds the brownie, but doesn't say anything.*

[dogmaticof]

Wooh, yea, no. The little man seems like a menace. Hope you were rocking that beanie but the hair, uhh, grew back pretty nice, luckily.

*He does an airplane-like motion, gliding it in the air till- plop! It lands at the station right on her desk.* This...is for you. A great brownie, made by yours truly.

[underays]

Well, I look good in anything, so! *She did an exaggerated pose, laughing at the situation.*

Oh! Thank you...? *Raíssa looks at it, then at him.* You really don't look like the type of guy who'd be into baking. Seems like I got two people to share recipes with now!

[dogmaticof]

I need that level of confidence. *He doesn't mean it as condescending as the words came out but he gives a chuckle at her laughing* But, I agree.

Uh- anyway- you're *welcome*. I don't usually bake but I thought this should be a good occasion. Had to bust out the great skills my mum taught me. You should try it. The brownie. *He adds quickly* I'll hand you the recipe dead afterwards.

[underays]

It's good to try something new every once in a while, you know! My sister got me into baking, but, honestly, I've been eating too many baked goods. Might need a diet! *She picks up the brownie, analyzing it, before taking a bite.* mhmmm...

[dogmaticof]

You have a sister too? Oh MAN- any other cool siblings? But, that's sick she got you into it. And, a good balance of sugary foods and healthy ones is great. Been trying a diet myself.

*The brownie, at first, taste relatively normal. Maybe good, perhaps? Fudgy is Rein's favorite. Though, after some chewing, there is an onion like taste. If you look down at the brownie, in the middle is just an sliced thin circular piece of an onion. Rein is not say a single word.*

[underays]

Hey, lemon-eyes. Since you're brand new to the precinct, what better of a gift to give you, than a stapler! Brand new. Just bought it yesterday. And it's just for youuu! *His voice musters up as much excitement as he possibly could, just for a stapler* Hooray. Lucky day.

Feel free to use it. Like, right now. *As he holds out the black stapler, it's honestly like he's trying to look as innocent as possible.*

-RB

*Raíssa slowly looks at him, an eyebrow raising at the sudden gift. She smiles, crossing her arms and leaning back on the chair.* Lime-eyes! That's so very sweet of you! *The tone is a little exaggerated.* Such a shame I might have to deny this sweet gift! You see, I already have one! And I hoard soooo many stationery goods already. Maybe keep it?

[dogmaticof]

*He gives this best grin he can* Noooo, no, you see this one here, *Rein positions it in a way, allowing him to hold it only by two fingers, swinging it back and forth* It's special. Limited edition. And, what's so wrong about one more to the collection?

I couldn't ever keep a gift for someone so, *He cuts himself off, tossing up the stapler and catching it, buying himself a moment to change what he was about to say* passionate about stationary. You should definitely have it.

[underays]

Oh, that's so very sweet of you! *She joins her hands on the side of her face, smiling widely, eyes closed.* I shouldn't accept, truly! That's too kind of you, I'd never know how to repay such a wonderful gift! *Raíssa watches as he throws it up, unamused expression.* What's the trick? I had a brother, Rein, this will not work on me.

[dogmaticof]

Of course you do. I'm sure he had sick pranks? *He doesn't actually look disappointed she knew. Instead, he sets down the stapler, grin turning into a more normal smile.* It, funnily, so happens to have no staples. Though, I have a much better prank. A great one.

[underays]

You have no idea. *Raíssa hesitantly grabs the stapler, squinting at it.* My brother used to tie my hair to the bedframe and wake me up with loud sounds, such an idiot, but he kept me sharp! Also, you better be ready for prank war if you even dare try! *She points at him.* I'm serious!

[dogmaticof]

Pfft, I wish my sister were that funny. *He snickers. The stapler as she looks at it, seems completely normal. Besides the fact that there's a piece of tape on it* Well, not, like, that funny- I love my hair. I'd fight her of she did that. But, you know. Aaaand,

*He leans back as she points at him, hands running into his pocket. He raises his eyebrows and if looking really hard, you can make out crows feet poking out behind the glasses. When his hand comes free, he's holding a baggie with a brownie in it.*

[underays]

Ah, trust me, you don't! He literally chopped off my hair once when I was little, had to wear a beanie until it grew back decently again, haaaaaated it! *Raíssa holds her hair in a defensive way, being purposefully dramatic about the situation. She slowly raises an eyebrow as he holds the brownie, but doesn't say anything.*

[dogmaticof]

Wooh, yea, no. The little man seems like a menace. Hope you were rocking that beanie but the hair, uhh, grew back pretty nice, luckily.

*He does an airplane-like motion, gliding it in the air till- plop! It lands at the station right on her desk.* This...is for you. A great brownie, made by yours truly.

[underays]

Well, I look good in anything, so! *She did an exaggerated pose, laughing at the situation.*

Oh! Thank you...? *Raíssa looks at it, then at him.* You really don't look like the type of guy who'd be into baking. Seems like I got two people to share recipes with now!

[dogmaticof]

I need that level of confidence. *He doesn't mean it as condescending as the words came out but he gives a chuckle at her laughing* But, I agree.

Uh- anyway- you're *welcome*. I don't usually bake but I thought this should be a good occasion. Had to bust out the great skills my mum taught me. You should try it. The brownie. *He adds quickly* I'll hand you the recipe dead afterwards.

[dogmaticof]

WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF WOOF

Oh my Dei-

Well, uh, woof! Right back at you!

[dogmaticof]

Care to give us a smile, pretty boy?

[underays]

Hey, lemon-eyes. Since you're brand new to the precinct, what better of a gift to give you, than a stapler! Brand new. Just bought it yesterday. And it's just for youuu! *His voice musters up as much excitement as he possibly could, just for a stapler* Hooray. Lucky day.

Feel free to use it. Like, right now. *As he holds out the black stapler, it's honestly like he's trying to look as innocent as possible.*

-RB

*Raíssa slowly looks at him, an eyebrow raising at the sudden gift. She smiles, crossing her arms and leaning back on the chair.* Lime-eyes! That's so very sweet of you! *The tone is a little exaggerated.* Such a shame I might have to deny this sweet gift! You see, I already have one! And I hoard soooo many stationery goods already. Maybe keep it?

[dogmaticof]

*He gives this best grin he can* Noooo, no, you see this one here, *Rein positions it in a way, allowing him to hold it only by two fingers, swinging it back and forth* It's special. Limited edition. And, what's so wrong about one more to the collection?

I couldn't ever keep a gift for someone so, *He cuts himself off, tossing up the stapler and catching it, buying himself a moment to change what he was about to say* passionate about stationary. You should definitely have it.

[underays]

Oh, that's so very sweet of you! *She joins her hands on the side of her face, smiling widely, eyes closed.* I shouldn't accept, truly! That's too kind of you, I'd never know how to repay such a wonderful gift! *Raíssa watches as he throws it up, unamused expression.* What's the trick? I had a brother, Rein, this will not work on me.

[dogmaticof]

Of course you do. I'm sure he had sick pranks? *He doesn't actually look disappointed she knew. Instead, he sets down the stapler, grin turning into a more normal smile.* It, funnily, so happens to have no staples. Though, I have a much better prank. A great one.

[underays]

You have no idea. *Raíssa hesitantly grabs the stapler, squinting at it.* My brother used to tie my hair to the bedframe and wake me up with loud sounds, such an idiot, but he kept me sharp! Also, you better be ready for prank war if you even dare try! *She points at him.* I'm serious!

[dogmaticof]

Pfft, I wish my sister were that funny. *He snickers. The stapler as she looks at it, seems completely normal. Besides the fact that there's a piece of tape on it* Well, not, like, that funny- I love my hair. I'd fight her of she did that. But, you know. Aaaand,

*He leans back as she points at him, hands running into his pocket. He raises his eyebrows and if looking really hard, you can make out crows feet poking out behind the glasses. When his hand comes free, he's holding a baggie with a brownie in it.*

[underays]

Ah, trust me, you don't! He literally chopped off my hair once when I was little, had to wear a beanie until it grew back decently again, haaaaaated it! *Raíssa holds her hair in a defensive way, being purposefully dramatic about the situation. She slowly raises an eyebrow as he holds the brownie, but doesn't say anything.*

[dogmaticof]

Wooh, yea, no. The little man seems like a menace. Hope you were rocking that beanie but the hair, uhh, grew back pretty nice, luckily.

*He does an airplane-like motion, gliding it in the air till- plop! It lands at the station right on her desk.* This...is for you. A great brownie, made by yours truly.

[dogmaticof]

.> Hope one of them isn't drunk, at least.

Jean, Kim, and Trant are all drunk. Harry's busy with Jean, Kim's gone to a different place for cheaper drinks and Trant's getting flirted with by someone.

Iunno where.

Maybe avoid Major Crimes next week if you can

If none of my cases take me up to that unit, I should totally be good. But, uh, yea, I don't think good ol' Harry-boy will be able to drive any of them home. Hope they're havin' a grand time though.

Just, ehhhhh, hope there's someone they can call. I'll always be open but I'm sure there's better options.