"Captain Luke, congratulations on receiving the Public Safety Officer Medal of Valor."
"Thank you." Luke took the box, "I like the champagne from this brand.
Come in, we might as well have a drink."
Luke invited Orty into his home, opened the champagne, poured two glasses, and the snacks were corn chips and blueberries.
For Angelenos, those snacks were already quite nice.
"Cheers." Luke raised his glass as a gesture, took a sip,
"Good stuff.
Orty, what brings you here today?"
"Uh..." Orty gestured toward her clothes, "I came in a hurry today, didn't book a hotel room with a swimming pool. Can I use your bathroom? And do you have a bathrobe?"
Luke laughed, clearly noticing a hint of discontent in her tone.
Luke had dealt with Orty a few times; she was quite by-the-book, and their collaborations with the Pinkerton Detective Agency had been quite profitable.
