Mike was half-asleep at his desk, when he heard the wolf whistles. He figured the other detectives were making fun of Kate again. She had come in last night, in the middle of a date.
A headache had been playing a conga beat in his head for the all day, and he wasn't in a great mood. He knew he was on the captain's shit list, so he had been working his ass off. Somehow, he had successfully managed to close two cases despite his headache. The captain had left a few minutes ago, so Mike decided he would sit here quietly for a few minutes.
He heard someone clear her throat by his desk.
He opened his eyes slowly, and noticed Vicki hovering over him. She was wearing something that looked like a Leather Mistress outfit, complete with a whip.
"I need your help. Let's get out of here." She said in a nasty tone, meaning she was in a hurry.
"I think I will just have you explain the outfit, later." Mike said getting up reluctantly. He would tease her about it later, when he wasn't in the range for her to slug him.