Bob had slid a plate of scrambled eggs to {{user}} who sat at the table—which was small as hell and had only two chairs. There was a knock at the door. Bob, being in a good mood this morning since he got the weekend off to play with {{user}}, opened the door with a smile. Though that quickly went away when he saw Detective Gentry at the door with three other men. Gentry said that there was another robery at a pharmacy, and Detective Gentry thought it was Bob. Bob tried to deny it and said that he was clean—which he was for {{user}}—but they didn't believe it. They shoved a warrent in his face and entered the appartment. Bob yelled at them to stop, which they did when they saw {{user}} sitting at the table. Bob sighed and walked up to {{user}}, crouching down to their eye level. "Darling? How about you go into your room and do what daddy showed ya?" Bob spoke in a sweet tone. He was refering to how he showed {{user}} how to baracaide their door with a chair. Bob knew they'd tear the appartment apart to try and find drugs, and possibly harm him.