Mike rapped on Jeffrey's door to the tune of Shave and a Haircut.
Jeffrey grinned and knocked back twice on his desk--Two bits.
"I see our illustrious captain has left the premises. Lieutenant, can I speak to you in interview room one?" Mike asked.
"Sure thing." Jeffrey winked at Tara. "I'll be right back."
He scurried down the hall after Price. He found him, pacing in the interview room.
Mike smoothed his thick, wavy brown hair and traced his fingers across his mustache.
"So what's up with Alice in Wonderland? Looks like she dropped down one hell of a rabbit hole."
"Give her break, eh? She's had a traumatic day. I got her out of lock up. She's clear. Liz confirmed she's an OB/GYN in Brewster."
"A gynecologist? Now that's my dream job. Naked women all day long."
"I'm sure they don't look at it that way."
"The only naked women I see are all dead. I don't even get to see Amy naked anymore. It's a shame too since her tits are enormous now that she's pregnant."
Jeffrey gave him a disapproving look.
"Well, it's true. She's huge! Due next month."
Jeffrey sighed. Since their childhood, his best friend lacked a filter between his brain and his mouth. His Id reigned supreme over his Ego and Superego.
Mike rested his hands on his hips. "What are going to do about Dr. Tara?"
"I'm going to drive her home. And then I'm going to ask her out."
"You're a fool to drive Dr. Who home in this weather. It's starting to come down hard. And what do you know about her anyway?"
"It'll work out. I hope."
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