Slowly turning, the three were relieved to see that it was just Nick's old friend and coconspirator Finnick.

"Oh, hey Finnick," Nick said, "yeah, long time no see, but we're a bit busy at the moment."

"Police work?"

"Kind of."

Finnick gestured to Jack and asked, "Who's the bunny in the suit?"

"He's, uh, late for a wedding." Judy said, trying to come up with the best excuse she could.

"Whaddya guys hidin' from me?" Finnick asked, because curiosity doesn't kill foxes, no matter how short they are. Managing to squeeze his way through, Finnick soon discovered that not only was the thing the two bunnies and bigger fox were hiding was a bomb, but that this was awfully cliché.

"Wait, you guys are defusing a bomb?!" Finnick shouted, only to be quickly shushed by everyone present.

"We're trying," Jack said, using his spy voice again, "Now… which wire was it? Red? Green? Orange with magenta polka dots?"

"Oh for crying out loud," Finnick grumbled, the initial shock clearly gone. He walked up to the bomb and flicked the cheap ON/OFF switch, easily turning the bomb off. The two officers and the spy looked at the little fox.

"What?"

Five minutes later Finnick was in the backseat of Jack's car.

"Do I really have to do this?" Finnick complained.

"Do you want Zootopia to stay safe?" Judy retorted in a tone that made the little but old fox quite nervous.

"Could we have at least taken my van?" he murmured.

"You mean that old bucket of bolts you drive around?" Nick joked. Finnick ignored this statement.

"So you need my help taking down some terrorists?"

"That is true." Jack answered, still using his spy voice even though they all knew him.

"Well what's in it for me?"

"We'll pardon you once."

Without hesitating to think the reply was "Deal."

And that's how Finnick joined the team, making this even more embarrassing for our poor spy protagonist.