Bass walks up to his desk, which was right across Houde's, and sits down.
Bass: Mornin'
Houde: Morning.
Silence passes for a few minutes.
Bass: What is that smell?
Houde: No idea.
A few more minutes pass.
Bass: Seriously, it smells like rotten fruit.
Houde: Can't smell a thing.
Bass: My god, it's...it's disgusting.
Skotti walks over.
Skotti: Hey guys, E want.....What the hell is that smell?
Houde: Bass farted, surprised you didn't hear it.
Bass: I didn't fart, he's lying!
Skotti: Sure he is, my god that is an awful smell, E wants you two, and I'm getting a gas mask for that smell.
Houde: It wasn;t nice of him to do that to me, not something to do to someone first thing in the morning.
Skotti: Aw, poor baby, tell you what, come by my place tonight, and I'll make you feel better.
Houde: Naw, that's alright, I got other things to do.
He disinterestedly shuffles papers. Skotti look on in shock.
Skotti: What?
Houde: I'm busy, I'll take a raincheck on that though.
Skotti: Oh....ok
Houde: Excuse us, let's go Bass.
Bass: Ok....
Skotti stops Bass as Houde heads towards E's office.
Skotti: Whats his deal?
Bass: I really don't know
Skotti: Is he dating someone?
Bass: No idea.
Skotti: Hmm....I need to get to the bottom of this.
She begins to walk away but turns around first.
Skotti: Oh and Bass Honey?
Bass: Yea?
Skotti: The fart reeked.
Bass: Son of a....HOUDE!
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E's office
Bass runs into Houde's office, pointing a finger at Houde.
Bass: YOU BASTARD!
E looks calmly up at Bass, and Bass notices a new person, British by the suit the man was wearing, and that damn strange hat those bobbies wear over there.
E: Did you just yell in my office?
Houde hides his grin.
E: Well?
Bass: Um...I...was..
E: Do you feel lucky....punk?
Bass: No
E: Yell in my office again, and I'm teaming you with Orson. Alright as I was telling Houde over here, welcome special Lance Constable Guji. He's here on the Cop Exchange Program.
Bass: Cop exchange program? Isn't that were MWoF and Nur went?
E: Yup.
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In Amsterdam
A cloud of smoke hung low over the bench, so that only the feet of three people could be seen.
MWoF: I can't believe this is all you guys do here!
Nur: This is awesome! We are so hitting the strip later on! Isn't that right Private Fuzzy Brids.
Fuzzy Birds: Hell yea!
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E: I decided they needed a break after the Strangefate fiasco.
Houde: So, who's he being teamed with?
E: You guys, I need you three to protect a witness.
Houde: So, we have a reason for this?
E: Yes, Typhiodcat is a witness to a murder, and Cad needs someone to watch over her.
As if on cue, Cad comes walking in, with a beautiful girl behind him.
Cad: Sorry I'm late E, guys, oh, you must Guji, good morning.
Guji: Morning? It's still late night where I'm from. And I have to be up at SEVEN!
Cad: Sorry to hear that.
Guji: No your not
Houde: Is this Typhiodcat?
Cad: Yes, and we want you to...
Before Cad could finish his sentence, E's dorr burst open, revealing a chain smoking small, but obviously hardheaded federal agent woman. Behind her stood two huge men, also in the same suits.
E: RHYO? WHAT THE HELL YOU DOING CHARGING INTO MY OFFICE?
Rhyo: E, I remember when you were the captain of a useless police force, oh wait, you're still the captain of a useless police force. Oh, hi Bass, Houde, Cad, strange british guy, and random hot chick.
Houde: Hey
Bass: Rhyo
Guji: I think I'm in love.
E: What do you want?
Rhyo: Listen to the news lately?
E: Been busy doing work, some of us do that you know.
Rhyo: Well, if you weren't so busy you would know this nugget, John Q. Public has been killed.
E: The mob boss?
Rhyo: Glad to see your still smart at least. Old age hasn't dulled that brain of yours.
E: That was for the readers, and you know it.
Rhyo: Anyways, we don't think he's really dead.
Bass: Why is that?
Rhyo: No body smartass.
Bass: Hey, that's not cool. She hurt my feelings.
Rhyo: Tell someone who cares. Anyways, the higher ups want you to find him E, before the gangs decide to take to the streets and fight back.
E: Houde, Bass, change of mission, find John Q. Public.
Houde: Still want us to bring the Brit?
E: Yup
Guji: I have a name jackass.
Rhyo: I like him.