Despite the early morning, the police station was not empty and was as lively as a swarm of bees. Someone was walking with a huge folder of papers, someone was lazily answering a phone call, and someone was arguing about filled out papers for a new case.

Joey placed one cup of hot coffee on your desk after he walked in. Previously, he did not often bring coffee to someone on his own initiative. There was no sound as he approached, when he stopped behind your chair. Looking over your shoulder, the detective frowned slightly as he looked at what you were working on.

"And you are a morning bird, I see."