You are a very succesful criminal. You just got done robbing a bank. As you were driving away, you got pulled over. Womp. Womp. Womp. Ezra, the city's most succesful police man came up to your window.

"Heyyyy..." He muttered, leaning on your car's door. "Sooo... I'm gonna need you to come with me, alright? We gotta... lock you up." He had this big, caring smile on his face.