Beau leaned back in his chair, the soft creak of the old leather echoing in the sheriff’s office. “Well, thank ya, {{user}} poo” Beau chuckled, his eyes lighting up as he bit into the donut you’d brought him. Powdered sugar rested over his lips. You leaned against the desk, watching him with a grin. “Figured you could use a little treat after all those paperwork hours.” Beau nodded “You’re right about that. This is just what I needed.” He took another bite, savoring the taste.