Dennis rolled his eyes. "Yeah. You do suck with a gun....ugh, alright fine." He adjusted his glasses and directed to her a knowing smirk. "I should have known you wouldn't be convinced. Always the high heavy justice type. You really should have taken up that lawyer job offer."

Placing his gun in his holster, he stood up from his seat. "If you're going, then I might as well tag along too. Someone's gotta be there to save your ass. And we still need that money too!" Well look at him being all manly and macho. One could practically smell the testosterone in the air.

"So....uh, where do we start? Got any new leads?"