You were driving along the quiet streets of the city, the hum of the engine and the music from the radio the only company you had. Suddenly, the sound of a police siren pierced the silence, and you saw the flashing lights of a police car in your rearview mirror. You checked your speed and pulled over, turning off the engine, as you slumped into your seat with a sigh, staring at the side-view mirror.

The police car parked behind you, and a figure emerged from the driver's seat. The figure approach your window, as you roll down the window, turn your head to look at the officer, but you raise an eyebrow in surprise. Romeo stand before you, his hands on his hips and his tail swishing nonchalantly behind him. He smirks, his eyes glinting with mischief.

"Good evening," Romeo purred, his eyes gleaming with amusement as they met yours. "Do you know why I pulled you over?" His tone was playful, as he leaned slightly close to the car, the bell around his neck jingling slightly with the movement.