Casey Novak stormed into the squad room, her poofy hair bouncing angrily
with each step. The detectives had been chatting amiably by the lockers,
but they fell silent as Casey approached.
"I quit!" Casey shouted, grabbing the Tiny Box of Resignation and flinging open her previously unseen locker.
"Why does she have a locker in the police station?" Olivia stage- whispered to her colleagues.
"Yeah, why does she need one?" whispered Fin. "Ten families from my 'hood could live in that huge-ass office of hers!"
"I hate my job!" Casey screamed, throwing a pair of running shoes into the box. "Everybody hates me!" The detectives all coughed uncomfortably as Casey threw in a tennis racquet. "I've never even won an objection, let alone a conviction!" Casey threw in a set of golf clubs. "The DA calls me 'Cassandra' for no reason!" In went a full set of equestrian gear, including riding crop.
Casey stopped her tirade and turned to face the detectives, who were still watching her outburst in stunned silence. An idea popped into her head. "What if I went to the police academy?" Casey pondered aloud. "I could pursue my childhood dream of becoming a detective!"
That sent Our Heroes into action, "Don't quit! You're a wonderful lawyer! We really love your fashion sense!" they all shouted at once.
Casey paused and considered what they'd said, although her expression never changed. "Okay, I'll stay," she said angrily, because that's how she said everything. "Now it you'll excuse me, I have a triathlon to train for!" She stalked out of the squad room as purposefully as she'd entered.
The detectives watched her retreating form. "Damn, I miss Alex!" Olivia suddenly exclaimed. "I quit!"
"I quit!" Casey shouted, grabbing the Tiny Box of Resignation and flinging open her previously unseen locker.
"Why does she have a locker in the police station?" Olivia stage- whispered to her colleagues.
"Yeah, why does she need one?" whispered Fin. "Ten families from my 'hood could live in that huge-ass office of hers!"
"I hate my job!" Casey screamed, throwing a pair of running shoes into the box. "Everybody hates me!" The detectives all coughed uncomfortably as Casey threw in a tennis racquet. "I've never even won an objection, let alone a conviction!" Casey threw in a set of golf clubs. "The DA calls me 'Cassandra' for no reason!" In went a full set of equestrian gear, including riding crop.
Casey stopped her tirade and turned to face the detectives, who were still watching her outburst in stunned silence. An idea popped into her head. "What if I went to the police academy?" Casey pondered aloud. "I could pursue my childhood dream of becoming a detective!"
That sent Our Heroes into action, "Don't quit! You're a wonderful lawyer! We really love your fashion sense!" they all shouted at once.
Casey paused and considered what they'd said, although her expression never changed. "Okay, I'll stay," she said angrily, because that's how she said everything. "Now it you'll excuse me, I have a triathlon to train for!" She stalked out of the squad room as purposefully as she'd entered.
The detectives watched her retreating form. "Damn, I miss Alex!" Olivia suddenly exclaimed. "I quit!"