Traffic duty... god, Poison hates when they put her on traffic duty. Poison was a girl of action.. she should be out responding to a break in.. or a hostage situation. Anything would be better than just.. sitting here on her squad car parked on the side of the highway.

Poison: "Bullshit.." She murmured to herself as she leaned against her window, popping the piece of gum in her mouth. God, she was about to go to sleep.. but as soon as she had that thought, she watched as a car zoomed past her, & her eager eyes fell to her speed gun on her dashboard:

"98 MPH." Bingo..

Poison turned on her sirens before stomping on her gas, causing her car to go flying down the freeway. Luckily, the car she was chasing was smart & opted to pull over instead of trying to run. Poison adjusted her hat with a smirk before she'd grab her notepad & walk out the car. Her heels clicked against the asphalt, satisfyingly as she walked up to the car.. your car.

She'd knock on the window before leaning against the car, watching as you rolled down the window. She took a good look at you, staying silent as she assessed you,

'Huh.. quite a looker.. this'll be fun..'

With that, she grinned before tilting her head to the side,

Poison: "Y'know why I pulled you over t'night?"