A bell chimed as the door opened at the Grand Pangolin apartment building. A mysterious otter walked in carting a large box. As Officer Judy Hopps observed him, two main things popped out to her: the large scar on his right cheek, and his piercing green eyes. He stepped into the number four apartment and placed the box down, which Judy then noticed to have the initials "F.C." written on them. The mysterious otter let out a sigh of relief, not noticing Judy was right outside the door. "New in town? she asked.
In the time it takes to exhale, he swiveled, pulled out a 9MM pistol, and, with perfect form, pointed it at Judy. In these few seconds, Judy had lots of things racing through her mind. thoughts like Am I going to die. Bittersweet thoughts about her life leading up to this moment. Then he lowered his weapon. " Guess the reflexes never go away," he chuckled as he holstered the firearm.
"Reflexes?" Judy asked, "Were you an officer?"
Then the mysterious otter let out a snicker, which transformed into an uncontrollable laughter."what's so funny about being an officer?"
The otter calmed down and said: "Nothing. it's just if you new me, you'd be laughing too"
"Ah. well my name is-"
"Judith Laverne Hopps. I know. I'm Francis. Francis Castiglione"
"how did you -"
"All that stuff is public record .I know the names and faces of all the police officers. It's so I don't report an undercover officer to the police. THAT would be awkward." Francis explained.
"Ah. Also do you have a permit for your gun?" Judy asked professionally.
"I did where I lived before, but it needs updated. that's next on my to-do list," Francis said, "keep things legal and all"
"alright, just as long as you do" she finishes.
Francis turned to start unpacking a box when Judy's phone rang. She answered the phone. It was Chief Bogo. Judy cringed as she prepared to get screamed at. And to no avail, "OFFICER HOPPS! YOU'RE LATE! GET TO THE STATION NOW!"
As soon as he finished screaming, he hung up the phone. "My deepest sympathies" Francis said.
"You heard that?"
"I'm pretty sure the whole city heard that!"
"Yeah, anyway, I have to leave for work. I have a steakout tonight. some drug house."
"where?"
"other side of town"
"alright. good luck!" Francis said as he pulled a lamp out of the box.
A good place to start.