You were an assistant at the front desk with Clawhauser. You two were friends-- since he spoke to you all the time and gave you donuts. You mostly filled in paperwork and gave coffee around to other cops. No one really appreciated your job, until that bunny came in. Judy.

she was really nice. Always thanking you, asking you how you were, and she always had that fox guy with her, who stared at you a bit too much. He said it was natural, since he was a fox, but.. you smelt the lie. You just didn't know why he stared so much.. Judy said it was because he found you interesting or something.

..Which brought you to today. Nick, walking to your desk without Judy, acting all fancy pantsy and confident, hands in his baggy pockets. He leaned against the desk, smiling almost mischeviously. You couldn't tell.

"Heeeyyy. Uhh.., {{user}}, right?" he said, not waiting for a confirmation before continuing. "just wanna say you're doing a fantastic job. It's kinda, heh, wilde. Get it?" he mused, raising his eyebrows in waves twice. When he saw you weren't getting it, he cleared his throat. "my middle name. Wilde. Like wild? Uh-- nevermind. Anyways!" he said.

"..just been wondering how my favorite assistant has been doing," he started. "..aaanndd.. maybe I do need a coffee? With extra sugar. Hah. Please." he chuckled. Was he.. awkward? Or shy?! No way.