The skinny cougar in black regarded the fat cheetah in blue until Clawhauser asked with a benevolent smile, "Can I help you?"

The cougar smiled back. "You sure can. I want to report a crime."

Clawhauser took out a form. "You witnessed a crime?"

"Tell you what," said the cougar carelessly, "there's only one cop I'll talk to about it and that's the bunny cop."

"Officer Judy Hopps? She's in a briefing."

The cougar laughed. "I'll wait."

The cheetah shrugged and picked up his phone. "I need an escort." He listened for a moment, then hung up the phone. "Someone will be right here."

Judy was at roll call with Nick when Bogo got the message. "Hopps, there's an individual in Interrogation Room 3 who wants to report a crime but says he'll only speak to you."

"Why Judy, sir?" asked Nick.

"Don't know." Bogo balled up the message and threw it in the trash. "Don't care." He went back to briefing the rest of the officers while the bunny and the fox scrambled down from the chair they shared and headed over to the room, stopping on the other side of the glass to get a look at the animal first.

"Recognize him, Carrots?"

Judy shook her head. "I take it you don't know him either?"

"Never saw him before in my life." Nick opened the door. "Guess the only way to find out is to ask."

They went into the interrogation room and Judy sat at the table. "You have a crime to report?"

"Sure do." The cougar grinned. "I been in town for weeks and I haven't called you. Ain't that a crime?"

Judy blinked. "Do I know you?"

"You don't recognize me?" The cougar ran a paw over his face. "Guess it has been a while. Come on, Judy, it's Bobby. Bobby Catmull. Remember me now?"

"Bobby?" The bunny's eyes widened and she ran around the table to give him a hug. "It's so good to see you!"

Nick had been leaning against the wall and now he came forward, his jaw tight. "What's the idea of saying you wanted to report a crime?"

"Oh, that was just me having some fun," Bobby chuckled.

The fox said nothing and Judy frowned. "Bobby was always kidding around, Nick. It's only a little joke."

"Very little." Nick opened the door. "If you're through with your fun, we have to get out on patrol."

The cougar was scribbling on a piece of paper. "Here's my address and phone number. What do you say we get together for dinner?"

"That sounds wonderful." Judy put the paper in her pocket. "Our shift ends at six but we might have paperwork. I'll call you."

Bobby smiled. "I'll be waiting. You're looking good, Judy. Real good. Being a cop must agree with you." He hugged her again and looked at Nick.

"Oh, this is my partner, Nick Wilde. Nick, this is…"

"Bobby Catmull. I heard." The fox went out the door.

The cougar grinned sheepishly. "Guess I made a bad impression on your partner."

"Don't worry about it." Judy smiled. "Nick's the best. By the time our shift is over, he'll be ready to have dinner with us."