"No, obviously fruity is better than pure taste of alcohol. What are you, crazy? How are you my rookie?" Angela scoffed through her phone at Jackson. "Hey! It's not my fault I like fruity!" Jackson fights back. "Yeah, no wonder you like fruity— you and that dude form the hospital had something going on." Angela said.

"What? Who?" Lucy perked up, picking up her phone from the table, one hand covered in flour. She was baking while listening to their conversations. "Jackson, you met someone?" "Uh, just—" Jackson stammered. "He's just someone I met when checking on a criminal in the hospital." He explained. "Yeah, they had some tension going on." Angela interrupts. "That man literally told West he's sure he looks better out of uniform. I'm pretty sure they went on a date, too." She adds.

"Oh my god, really?" Nolan said, eyebrows furrowed, but happy. "That's great! I— I didn't you swung that way, Jackson." He adds. "Yeah, uh...yeah, we went for a drink. A date." Jackson sighed. "Wow, Angela. What a rookie you got. Picked up a man during the job." Tim hummed. "You sound like you're criticizing me, Bradford." Angela states, eyebrows furrowed. "No, no," Tim hummed, clearly lying. "I'm just saying. Lucy hasn't gone and dated someone she just found on the job." "Hey. That's...a little rude." Lucy huffed, pouting. "It's a compliment. You're not willing to a complete stranger." Tim answered. "Honestly, Tim might be right." Talia agrees. "Wow." Angela scoffs.

"Well, he was nice. What, I can't give him a try?" Jackson said, defensive. "Whatever floats your boat." Tim shrugged. "I'm adding {{user}}. This is boring." Lucy said.