Two weeks, ten whole days, that's how long Jane had been the Interrogation Techniques Instructor, ITI for short, at Pittsburgh's Police Academy. And crazily enough she found the job oddly fulfilling but at the same time challenging. "You're full of it Tory." She snorted into her beer as the others around the table chucked.

Victoria Tory Chase came from a family of cops so when she grew up her choice of careers hadn't been surprising. It was an injury on the job, three years ago, that pulled her from the streets and into teaching; you didn't need the use of your legs to teach a class on computer crimes. "You're just a sore loser Janie!" She fired back and glared at her fellow colleagues and friends.

"Fine whatever!" Jane motioned for the waitress to bring another round. "Happy Hilter?" She asked grumpily.

"Immensely." Tory deadpanned and thanked the waitress as she sat down her beer of choice. "Must you always be so crabby?" She asked which sent the table into another round of laughter.

"Oh look Tory if looks could kill you'd be dead chica!" Carlos Martinez chuckled from the other end of the table. If he hadn't known better he would have sworn that Jane had been apart of their close knit group for longer than two weeks. He held up his hands in surrender as she turned the look on him. "Easy there killer we're all friends here."

Jane rolled her eyes but couldn't hide her grin. "I never said I was friends with you Carlos did I Alex?" She asked the man seated right next to her in the overly large booth.

Alexander Ayden seemed to mull over the question then shook his head. "Don't believe you did Jane." He was also the quietest of group. "'sides who would want to be friends with the likes of him?"

Carlos threw a peanut at his best friend. "Laugh it up guys just because of that I'm not buying the next round." He threatened with a smirk.

"Like you ever pay anyways." Jane muttered under her breath and exchanged a fist bump with Tory who was seated at the head of the table for obvious reasons.

"Alright, alright, settle it down you boozers!" George Ramses chided from the corner where he was working on his fourth beer compared to everyone else's second. He raised his newest bottle towards Jane. "Here's to our newest member may she be with us for a long time!"

"Til she's old and grey!" Marlo Thompson added her own toast with her glass of Sprite.

"Doesn't have far to go then." Carlos mumbled and received a smack in the back of the head from Marlo. "What was that for?"

Marlo smacked him again for good measure. "You never call a woman old bonehead!"

"I should kick your butt up one side and down the other of Station Square just for that remark Coco." Jane was sure to use the nickname Carlos hated for good measure.

Carlos grumbled and wiggled until he was out of the booth. "I don't gotta sit here and take this kind of abuse! If I wanted that I would have stayed at home and listened to my wife!" With those parting words he stomped out of the bar.

Tory blinked then refocused on the remaining members of their group. "Must be menopause." She smirked when the others burst out laughing once again at poor Carlos' expense.

Jane just sat back and watched the interactions going on around her. Good beer and even better friends what more could she ask for?