After having been given luck by the Japanese resident, Aaron watched him as he headed to the bar. He debated on whether or not to join Ichiro, but decided against as he was on duty. Besides, he couldn't afford to get fired. He had no clue what he'd do if he did end up leaving the police department. Aaron's main goal was to rise to chief anyway.

Snapping out of his daydream, Aaron realised Samuel was standing right beside him. With Samuel's threat of suicide out of the way, his friend then went on to reminisce about the time some more distasteful residents of the tower set off fireworks in the building's basement. That took about two weeks to clean up, with Aaron forced to oversee it. He never did find out who did it.

"I hope not," Aaron started. "Especially not with Yates on me to get everything locked down this month. Guy seems more uptight than usual."

Aaron chuckled, but his happiness was cut short by the sound of a fist banging down on the table. He looked up to see the tower's resident delinquent causing hassle once more. Aaron didn't mind her, he just had never bothered to remember her name. He recognized her though through previous encounters. He glared at her though, regardless of whether or not she noticed.