Bozo
Apollosarcher
Location: Police Station and then Red Lake Café
Interacting with: The twins (nods while passing) @BlackPanther Charlie (Asks for Coffee) @smarty0114
Interacting with: The twins (nods while passing) @BlackPanther Charlie (Asks for Coffee) @smarty0114
“...So,” Cash starts, brow furrowed as he squints up at Frank, who is leaned far too casually against his desk. “Every year these kids go on a trip up to the lake, unchaperoned?” the officer clarifies, rubbing a calloused hand over his face.
“Yes, Callaway, unchaperoned,” Frank responds, like he can’t understand why Red Lake’s newest policeman is having a hard time understanding this.
“...And y’all are all fine with that?”
“Jesus, you’re such a prude! You know if those kids want to have sex they don’t need to wait for an unsupervised camping trip to do it. Teens will be teens.”
“Dammit, Frank, I’m not worried about them gettin’ after it,” Cash growls, scribbling his signature over the last bit of paperwork that was laid out in front of him. “I’m worried about the bears and the timber rattlers...or the massasauga rattlers...or the copperheads,” he grumbles, scowling at the thought of a bunch of drunk high schoolers running a muck in the mountains. The whole situation had snake bite written all over it. “Not to mention that wolf is still out there terrorizin’ everybody and their grandma.”
“It attacked someone’s grandma!?”
“Wha--No, Frank, it didn't attack anybody’s granny. It's a figure of speech,” Cash sighs, pushing back from his desk and standing while pulling his badge free, walking over to swipe it at the computer, effectively clocking out for the day. Marlene, who had been napping peacefully at his feet, blinks her eyes open and hops up to follow them, her nails clicking against the old tile flooring. “I’m just sayin’ it's a disaster waiting to happen, that’s all.”
“You worry too much, Callaway. You’ll give yourself an ulcer,” Frank laughs, giving the younger officer a pat on the back before chucking Marlene affectionately under the chin. “You two take care now, alright?”
Cash pulls up to Red Lake Café and puts the crown victoria in park before cutting off the engine. The town didn’t have a ton of extra money for things like nice cop cars, so most of the force had to drive these outdated beasts. The Texas native didn't mind though, he just figured it added character.
“C’mon, unload,” the brunette says as he opens the back door to the cruiser, scratching the german shepherd behind the ears after she follows his command. He holds the door open and let's Marlene go first, nodding his head towards the table by the window in a wordless order. The dog doesn’t hesitate, her police vest clinking together with her identification tags as she trots over to the table and plops down, tail thumping against the floor as she waits for him to join her.
Cash goes to the counter, nodding as he passes the Brooks boys. “Can I get a coffee?” the officer asks the blonde teen who stood behind the register while he fished his wallet out of the back pocket of his uniform pants. Even though it was pretty much one o'clock now, Cash had been on duty since three that morning and was in need of the caffeine. “Don’t worry about makin’ a fresh pot, whatever you got already made’ll work fine.”
