"Hey honey, I hate to bother you but it looks like you've racked up quite the record."
The man, if one could even call it that, smiles sympathetically. Despite taking the form of a human so as not to cause a disturbance, Hemlock could tell that this being is far from that.
It's wearing a uniform with a badge reading U.T.L.C. and the white stripes of an officer.
"Now, I'm told you ain't an easy going to choose the easy way, but I figure you deserve a chance."
The best way to describe it's drawling accent is what the east coast imagines a southern accent is.
"Will you come talk in my office, sweetheart?"












