The Detective fucks the busty hooker over the bed end

I mean, this is getting ridiculous.

Well, I mean, I'm going to a party.

I don't know what else I can tell you.

What sort of party were you going to like this?

A fun party, you know, somewhere where--

Oh, I bet you'd have some fun, sure.

Yeah.

You have a lot of fun every day, I'm sure of it.

You know, I don't know what's wrong with this town.

No matter what we do in the police department,

we just can't make a dent on the streets.

And you streetwalkers, I'll tell you, you know what?

I'm not a streetwalker.

So what are you?

I was simply going to a party, dressed as a sexy girl.

Sexy girl, huh?

Yes.

Well, I gotta tell you, I'm not convinced.

I don't know what to tell you.

I don't know how to convince you.

Oh, don't convince me.

You're going to have to convince the judge on Monday.

It's the weekend, honey.

And I know you guys are out to make a ball,

but I'm going to have to do a little bit

of evidence gathering myself here.

Party, huh?

Yes.

I'm going to write this down.

Ridiculous.

What can I do to stay away from the judge? I don't need to see the judge. I have a party to get to, obviously.

I'll tell you what I'll do. There might be a way I can overlook this, but I gotta tell you I'm just not convinced.

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