Oh Death

Insp Caro: Cut the crab bitch, I leave when I want to. I go in my own accord, you have no right to order me out.

Insp Philo: I know you're in the business of making sure rules are adhered to, so why is this one difficult for you to adhere to, or do you intend to see Insp Michael so that you can continue your childish act of office romance.

Insp Caro: ( pushes Caro aback that made philo almost fall down) How dare you.

Insp Philo: ( claps her at both sides of the face) I might be calm but you don't dare mess with me else I will prove to you that I'm more than you see me. Goes in and closes the door behind her as though nothing happened.

Insp Michael: ( puts his hand on his head and screams). My headdddddd.

Insp Philo: I'm here. Carries a face towel, daps it in water and puts it on his forehead. You will be fine.