Devin had leaned back in his chair and started to toss a baseball up and down when his partner started to get ready for the day. Several of the uniform officers had watched her after she got off the elevator. With another toss of the baseball he caught it and sat back up in his chair and leaned towards his partner. [b]"I will have you know that I am perfectly sane. All the voices in my head told me."[/b] He then stood up and sat on Harper's desk. 

Pursing the folders on her desk he found what he was looking for. He pushed open the file and started signing his name next to Detective Johnson. It was an old trick that cops could do when working with a partner. One person does a report and then both sign it. Devin did it every time his partner was made the primary so this wasn't out of the ordinary for him. Plus it saves him hours each case. 

[b]"Bout 7:15"[/b] He said answering her follow up on what time he got in. It was a little early for him as he normally was in around 8, but considering he basically came straight from his friends apartment he knew he couldn't go home. Looking at his partner he then at himself he realized he might need to go to his emergency clothes. 

Having gone to a rather expensive restaurant and lounge afterwards Devin looked like a classic case of male walk of shame. his white shirt was buttoned and he had his favorite baseball cuff links. The blue sports jacket matched well with his grey dress pants and brown shoes, but everything was in a perfect stat of 'I wore these while I slept on a couch' look with wrinkles.

Devin liked his partner. They had good arrest records and both seemed to care about getting the bad guy. The only points of real friction were when the nitty-gritty as he called it started to make them but heads. Harper called them rules and regulations that the higher ups expected to be done while Devin was more of a push it up the ladder guy. 

Devin's stomach suddenly growled and he looked up at his partners desk one more time. [b]"Did your mom pack you a lunch again?"[/b] He asked with an actual fun but serious tone. [b]"I didn't get breakfast and that home made muffin from last week was great."[/b] he started going through her things and desk with the confidence of having done this before even though he knew she wasn't always thrilled by him doing so.