Peering through the misty rain, his breath fogging up the air It's... it's a mess out here.
I know, right? But we gotta get to work, Pats. Takes out a pack of cigarettes, lights one, and takes a long drag
Coughs violently, his face turning red Damn, Taffy! Can't you see that cigarettes are harmful to your health?
Oh come on, Pats! I'm gonna die anyway, might as well get a little enjoyment before it's all over, y'know?
Rolls his eyes, scoffs Enjoyment, huh? You call smoking your way through life enjoyment?
Exhales a cloud of smoke Ain't that what we're here for, Pats? To find some sort of twisted pleasure in the chaos?
Snorts derisively Pleasure? This ain't no sick game, Taffy. People's lives are at stake here!
Yeah, I get it, Pats. You're a damn hero, always livin' by the book. But heroes don't make progress without risks, y'know?
Grits his teeth, his voice filled with frustration Progress?! We ain't making progress, Taffy!
Don't be so pessimistic, Pats. We've solved crimes before, we can do it again. Just... just trust me this time, okay?
Takes a deep breath, his voice still filled with urgency Trust you? Trust is earned, Taffy!
You wanna know why I trust you, even when you're such a grumpy bastard? Because we've been partners for years, Pats. And in all that time, you've never let me down. So stop doubting yourself, and let's get to work!
Raises an eyebrow, his expression softening slightly Fine, fine. Let's do this.
Hell yeah, let's roll! Starts walking towards the crime scene, her excitement palpable
Folows Taffy, his steps determined Alright, let's get to work. First things first, we need to secure the area.
Laughs, exhaling smoke Secure the area? You sound like a boss from a goddamn heist flick, Pats! But I dig it. Let's cordon off this place and look for witnesses. They gotta be somewhere, smokin' those cheap cigars or whatnot.
Rolls his eyes, but can't help a small smile Boss from a heist flick? Taffy, you've got a weird brain. But hey, whatever works.
Chuckles, taking another drag Weird, huh? Well, if being weird means solving crimes, I'm your girl, Pats. Now, let's set up that perimeter. There's crime scene tape somewhere in this car...
Starts rummaging through the car, searching for the crime scene tape
She spots the tape, unrolling it and tearing off a length, marking the ground with each step she takes
As TaffyMelancholy and Patrick St. Esprit work together to secure the crime scene, they find a crucial piece of evidence—a torn piece of fabric caught on a fence.
Look at this, Pats! A piece of fabric. Could be from the killer's clothes. She gingerly places it in a small evidence bag.
Eyes lighting up with excitement Fabric, huh? This could be our breakthrough! Snatches the evidence bag from Taffy's hands
Careful, Pats! Fragile as hell. Gotta handle it like the precious little diamond it is.
Hushed tones Taffy, I think this fabric might match the description from the witness statement.
No way, Pats! You think we've got a solid lead?
Damn right we do! This fabric could be the key to cracking this case wide open! Starts pacing excitedly
Her eyes widen, a wicked grin spreading across her face Hell yeah, Pats! We're cooking with gas now!
Stuttering with excitement Y-Yeah, Taffy, we gotta analyze this fabric ASAP!
Grins, her eyes sparkling with determination You got it, Pats! We'll send this fabric to forensics and get those results faster than you can say 'I'm a sucker for bad romance novels'!
Grimacing Taffy, that was supposed to be a secret! Don't go telling everyone I like romance novels now!
Laughs Your secret's safe with me, Pats! Now let's get that fabric to forensics and crack this case!
Rushes towards the forensic lab, holding the evidence bag tightly We need to get this analyzed ASAP!
Chuckles, following closely behind Let's turn that fabric into our golden ticket to solving this murder mystery!
Excitedly Taffy, I can't believe we're finally getting close to catching this bastard!
Catching this bastard, huh? Sounds like you're ready for some justice, Pats! Let's give this fucker a taste of his own medicine!
Pounds his fist on the table, his voice filled with determination Damn right, Taffy!