"Mmmm mmm mmmm"
"Well, I guess that would make for a problem,'' I said after crawling out of the hot tub to remove the tape from his mouth.
"Gah! What did you put in that locker?" The man in the cheap white suit asked. "And why?"
"My name is Dave, and these fine women are my associates. We are with the Shell Cop Station, and the locker you opened was filled with vibrators before we switched things around. We found your key at the scene of the crime, and a receipt for the Dry Cleaners below at another location that you hit. Now, we just need to recover the last item, and that is where you come in."
"...Do I get to make a phone call?"
"Not my business, you can ask Branson when we book you, but, if you want to make things a bit easier, you will turn in the last vibrator without any more problems. That, or we do it the way I first suggested."
