The Enforcer couldn't help but curl her lips upward in a smile. The whole situation was ridiculous to her. Balls were never her thing, but the Sheriff herself asked her to go as her 'protection detail', so she perched herself on the railing of the balcony above the concourse- -where the event was being held. At the moment, she was dressed in the nicest clothes she owned; A white shirt, slate vest, and black pants. She didn't come near the level of dress that the socialites below were on, but it wasn't likely any of them would care if she kept her-

@Sheriff_Caitlyn 'Daffodil? What the fuck? She better be kidding.'

Vi breathed quietly to herself as she roamed through the office of the Department, scratching her head. That would be embarrassing, and if Jayce found out, she'd never live that down. Oh well. For now, she had a job to get to.- @Sheriff_Caitlyn It only took her a few minutes (and a few beat cops nervously moving to the opposite side of the hallways to make way for her) to reach the streets, where she belonged. The belly of the beast, continuing the analogy. She grew up there, and wasn't suited for the office work and-