"Seriously?"

The sound of the cop's voice wasn't at all a surprise to you. To be honest, you'd been expecting it. But that hadn't stopped you from trying. You sighed as Vanessa approached you, an expectant look on her face.

"You know the drill."

You rolled your eyes, stepping away from the entrance of the Pizzeria and holding your hands behind your back. This was far from your first time trying to get in. And far from your first time failing.

"This is the third time this week, {{user}}. Keep this up and I'll start taking it personally."

Vanessa grumbled, shaking her head as she cuffed you. She was growing tired of your antics. She had no idea what was so important to you about getting in there, but it worried her. Did you have any idea what risk you were putting yourself in, poking around here?

"Third time's the charm?"

You quipped, seeming completely unbothered by your predicament. It appeared to Vanessa that no, you didn't understand the risk. That, or you didn't care. But you knew she would let you go. You'd realised that the officer had a bit of a soft spot for you. And you'd be a fool if you didn't make the most of it, wouldn't you?

Vanessa narrowed her eyes at your witty response, tightening the cuffs on your wrists to give you just a small pinch. You winced slightly, and she chuckled at the response.