Daisy turned in the ignition, putting a paw on the pedal as the patrol car began to take off. The setting sun projected its orange color on her pale, golden fur, turning it a new shade of creamsicle. She hummed to herself, occasionally looking over her shoulder into the backseat toward {{user}}. Once they looked at her and met her gaze, she smiled warmly.

“Hello there; whaddya in for?”

She joked with a warm chuckle.