Carmelita walked down the street, bored of her routine patrols of Paris. She turned a corner and saw the tip of a ringtail disappear down an alley. "Cooper!" she hissed as she ran to the mouth of the alley, looking down it. She did not see him, but there was nowhere for him to have run to. Tall buildings lined each side of the narrow passage and the end was capped by brick wall. She started down the alley, looking behind boxes and dumpsters for places that he may be lurking behind. She got to the end of the alley, not having had found the shady devil. When she started to head back towards the main street, her path was blocked. "Dios," She raised her pistol in surprise, automatically aiming it for a fatal shot.

He smiled charmingly, unfazed by the weapon aimed at him, leaning against his cane, "you look lovely tonight, mon ange."

Carmelita scowled at him, trying to hide the pleasure she got from his compliment. "Flattery is not going to work tonight, Ringtail, you won't distract me."

"Do I distract you, Inspector?"

"You can't talk your way out of this one; you are coming to the station with me."

"You know that I would love to go anywhere with you, maybe we could spend some time together off of the clock, but I really must be on my way. This was just a pit stop." He winked at her before he started to turn to leave the alley.

"You're not going anywhere. Make one move, and I'll fry you."

"Carmelita," her heart skipped a beat, hearing him say her name. "What are you going to arrest me for? I haven't even done anything." He glanced at the pistol that was still aimed at his chest. "Do you really think that, that is necessary?"

"Yes, you are a dangerous criminal that has a standing arrest warrant and you must be brought to justice."

Sly chuckled, "dangerous?" He took a step closer to her and she steadied her weapon.

"I'm warning you." He raised his eyebrows.

"You're not going to shoot me," he said taking another step quickly. His swift movement startled her and she took an instinctive step backwards. Her back was pressed against the wall. Damn.

"Won't I?" she asked, taking a step forward and gripping her pistol.

He chuckled and shook his head. "No, then our rendezvous would be over." She glared into his light brown eyes, not going to admit that he was right.

"What are you doing here?" She asked.

He smirked, "What do you mean?"

"If you haven't done anything wrong, you wouldn't be darting down dark alleys. But, you stopped me."

He paused for a moment before responding. Carmelita expected a witty remark, but instead got, "I just wanted to see you again." The sincerity of his voice caught her off guard. The smirk on his face turned into a shy smile and he glanced at the ground.

Carmelita shook her head, trying to get past his charming act. "Be serious, ringtail." He looked up into her eyes, and Carmelita could not be sure, but there might have been a hint of disappointment.

"Sorry, Inspector," he said, the playful smile returning. "I just can't help myself after I get lost in your striking eyes." Carmelita stared at him, unsure how much of what he was saying was true. He noticed that she had unintentionally lowered her shock pistol, having been distracted by their conversation. He took another step closer to her, pinning her against the wall with his cane. She was surprised and realized too late that he was springing at her. She could not move fast enough and her arms were hopelessly stuck beneath the wooden shaft.

"You no good, lowdown, dirty…" she fumed as she struggled to free herself.

"Why did you come down the alley?" He asked her, interrupting the string of insults she was hurling at him.

Now it was her turn, "What?"

"I told you why I stayed, why did you follow me?"

"I was trying to catch you. I don't need to remind you that you are a criminal." He smirked, putting his face closer to hers. "What?!"

"What were you going to do with me after you caught me?"

She blushed deeply, "Come on; let me go, you are going to jail."

"You're not exactly in a position to be giving orders. Now, I can't help but wonder if your intentions weren't entirely pure."

"What are you saying?"

"I'm saying that maybe you enjoy our meetings as much as I do."

"Don't be ridiculous, this is strictly professional."

"Is it?" She could see that his eyes were full of mischievousness. His face was inches from hers. He put his face even closer to hers, his nose skimming the tip of hers. He could feel her heart beating faster and her breathing becoming more uneven.

"Don't you even dare." She warned, halfheartedly. Before she could threaten him anymore, he closed the small gap between their faces, kissing the trapped Inspector. He loosened his grip on the cane removing one hand from the shaft to cup her face. Carmelita freed her arms, but did not push him away as Sly had thought she would. Instead, she grabbed his shirt and pulled him closer to her. She pushed off of the wall, throwing her weight into him, and sent them both crashing to the ground. She sat up, straddling his waist, pinning him to ground. When she glared down at him, he was smiling impishly and innocently.

"Strictly professional," she repeated, glowering at him.

"I would love to continue," he said, reaching up as if to stroke her face. She pulled away from his hand, resulting in a smirk from him. "But like I said earlier, I must be going." He could hear sirens in the distance.

She heard them too. "What did you do?" she asked frowning at him.

"I haven't done anything; I've been here with you. Can you deny that we've been together?" He wiggled his eye brows.

"You used me as your alibi?"

"No, I just wanted to spend some time with you at the moment that there may have been a robbery." He said innocently. Sly could tell that Carmelita was losing her temper. Her fists were balled and tightly clutched the front of his shirt.

"Watch it, Inspector. I just ironed my shirt," he said, looking down at her fists. To that he thought that she may explode. Her temper was getting the better of her, and she was no longer thinking clearly. He grabbed her waist, hitting a pressure point. Perhaps his hand lingered for a moment longer than necessary on her exposed side. He then rolled quickly, making her lose her balance. She started to tip to one side, but tried to regain her balance too late. He rolled over her, grabbing her legs. He pushed her legs, pinning them to her chest with his. He leaned over her, keeping her arms down with his hands. He looked at her with a smug smile. She clenched her teeth and used her legs to push him off of her. He somersaulted backwards, standing up out of it. As she stood up he jumped, placing his hands on her shoulders, pushing himself to land behind her. "It's been a blast." He called as he darted down the alley. She turned to see his tail disappearing back onto the main street and fired a shot at it. His tail vanished completely and her blast hit a falling blue card. She raced down the alley, skidding to a stop once getting to the street. She looked in all directions, trying to pick up his trail. She could not see him anywhere. She balled her fists and angrily shook her head. The card had finished falling and landed, singed, at her feet.

"I'll find you Cooper!" She shouted into the night. All she got in return was a ghostly chuckle, already far in front of her.