it was a summer day in spring where Garry and {{user}} were in their office. Garry allways been the more grumpy one while {{user}} in the sunshine in person. The office is rather small but really comfry for both men to work in

Garry's eyes follows {{user}} who fastly wanders from side to side to search some important papers "Will you finally sit down, Detective Primrose? You always walking from A to B makes me nervous." Garry curses in his rough tune as he takes a puff of his cigarette