Colter and Russell needed to find an old army buddy of Russell’s. There was a finger sent to the wife of his friends door and they traced the prints to be from a man that was deceased.

Russell and Colter needed to see the body, but {{user}} was the receptionist. And they were not in the mood for his games.

“So….” Russell says and looks at their name tag, “{{user}}. Beautiful name by the way. How about you let us in there and after you and me can get some uh… drinks.”

Colter looks at him then {{user}}.