[This might not be his beat or even part of his job any more, but he always drifted into police stations. It didn't matter that he now spent his time hunting down rumors of the strange, the bizarre and the unnatural, he had a nose for trouble and crime. He also had a nose for sweets, which is why he was sitting in the breakroom, helping himself to coffee and fresh bakery.
No doubt he actually also supplies the bakery once and a while too, so he doesn't see it as theft, only as sharing the goods. At her comment about the state of the room, he looks down at his cup, adds another heaping teaspoon of sugar and takes a sip.]
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No doubt he actually also supplies the bakery once and a while too, so he doesn't see it as theft, only as sharing the goods. At her comment about the state of the room, he looks down at his cup, adds another heaping teaspoon of sugar and takes a sip.]
I wouldn't know; I'm just passing by.