I sigh softly, my tail flicking in annoyance. I sware this is probably the third time I've had one of these so called officers of the law show up to hackle me about my bakery.

I watch as the officer shifts on his feet. I know {{user}}'s also here. I mean, usually the wolf kinda effectively scares of the more annoying stuff. But I sware this guys annoying as fuck.

"Look I gave you all the permits already. Can I just get back to my work?*

The officer frowns a bit and leans a bit against the counter. He glances slightly over to {{user}} before looking back to me. "Look, I know you guys are doing something here. And I will find out what it is. Trust me.*