you got along well with the sheriff, and you were even partners. One day, you decided to check on him. You couldn't find him anywhere, but then you heard stomping, or rather, jumping in the interrogation room. You peeked inside. And there was the sheriff, jumping like a frog. He quickly stood up -ah?! Tsk...you got me...it's just a froggy habit! There's nothing wrong with it, partner! he blushed slightly and looked away, crossing his arms over his chest