As she walked into her office room, Judy noticed Bogo was already awaiting her with a glare from his own desk. Judy hopped up onto her own chair, realizing that they overestimated how big she would be. 'I'll just deal with it for now.' Judy thought. She didn't want to be making a fuss with her fellow Inspector.

"You're late, Inspector." Bogo muttered.

"Sorry, I lost track of time. I'm still getting around the building, and I wanted to make sure Wilde was alright." Judy offered a sincere apology.

This brought a look of scorn upon Bogo's countenance upon hearing the Enforcer's name, but then his look quickly shifted back to indifference. "Don't forget about your report of last night's case."

Judy surveyed the room. At the front of the room, on either side, were Judy's and Bogo's desks. The rest of the room contained four desks of the Enforcers. Maurice Fournier's empty desk was directly in front of Bogo's, and next to the moose sat Duke Weaselton, currently leaning back in his chair, looking through a questionable magazine with a his default grin on his face. In line with Judy's desk sat the vacant desk of Nick Wilde, and next to his desk was Honey's, who was currently painting her claws.

"Good morning, you two." Judy offered hesitantly.

"Good morning, Inspector Hopps!" Honey boisterously saluted.

To his credit, Duke gave her quick greeting before burying his nose back in his 'reading'.

Judy glanced over at Bogo, who was looking scornfully at her once again. Judy was starting to understand his position.

"Inspector Hopps. Come with me out into the hall." Bogo gruffly ordered.

Judy slunk out of her seat, and followed her fellow Inspector out of the office.

Once the door was closed, Bogo began. "Inspector. Do you see yourself as a colleague to the Enforcers, or as their handler?"

Judy forced herself to bite her tongue, having known that this was coming.

Bogo pressed on. "You seemed awfully quick to side with Wilde last night."

"Do you have a problem with foxes, sir?" Judy testily replied. This made the buffalo quirk an eyebrow in surprise. "Or predators in general? What about bunnies?"

"Listen, you little upstart; I have no problem with them until they become my problem. I have a job to do, and it is to uphold this society based on Sibyl's judgment. I doubted your capabilities; a rabbit in this job has been unheard of. But if Sibyl allowed it to happen, I was willing to give you a chance. What I won't excuse, however, is how quickly you sided with Enforcers Wilde and Fournier last night. They rely too much on intuition, and go against regulations! Their plan was risky. The are latent criminals and they will put you and themselves in danger."

"But if we did it your way, who knows what could have happened to the hostage! They acted with her well-being in mind, so of course I agreed. Their plan made sense to me, they correctly predicted what Lionheart would do. Your plan was downright inaction!" Judy fought back with passion against the mammal many times her size.

Bogo continued leering down at her. "They are hunters. Nothing more. You would be wise to remember that they exist beneath you. They act on behalf of us Inspectors. You don't need to start thinking like them or even work with them. Simply control them."

Judy hesitated, but steeled her resolve, remembering her mental clarity. "With all due respect, sir, I can take care of myself, I don't need you looming over me, especially since we are of equal rank. I know that thinking like a criminal can cloud one's Psycho-Pass, but mine doesn't get clouded. Never has. So please, allow me to deal with the Enforcers in my own way."

Bogo knelt down so he was closer to eye level with Judy. "Two of them I know for a fact can't be trusted, and the other two I'd wager are the same. Heed these words, and don't repeat my mistakes, Hopps: they say that fools learn from experience, while the wise learn from history. You're ignoring my history lesson and have set down the path of the fool."

Bogo turned and began to walk away. Judy didn't care how he would react to what came out of her mouth next.

"Wilde and Fournier. Those are the two that you said you knew for certain couldn't be trusted. Right? What happened between you and them?"

Bogo slowly turned back to Judy. If looks could kill Judy would equate his gaze to an Eliminator blast. Before this, Judy could have sworn she had seen the worst of his glares, but this was something entirely new. Judy genuinely felt the daggers prick her skin, but she held her ground and stared back at him evenly. His gaze shifted away from Judy and down the hallway for a split second.

Clearly not wanting to continue, Bogo stomped back into the office.

A whistle sounded from behind Judy. "Wow, that was one hell of a conversation to catch the tail-end of."

Judy recognized the voice as Fournier's. "Mr. Fournier?" she asked in a bit of panic, turning around to face the moose.

"I figured you two wouldn't mesh well. Try not to hold it against him, though. He's a really good guy, but he seems to have bad luck with partners."

"He doesn't like the way you think, does he?" Judy asked.

"Not one bit. My descent into being a latent criminal robbed him of a partner. We were Inspectors for a good long while. I was his senior officer, and we got along well. I'd like to think we did, at least. I helped him get acquainted with the job, but he grew into his own type of Inspector." Maurice let out a soft chuckle. "Maybe a better one than I ever was, considering I lost that title."

"So, he hates you for your choices? That's a bit unfair. It's not like you ever intentionally did wrong by him."

"I put myself at odds with Sibyl. That's pretty wrong by him. And I'm not sure if you can tell, but he never had much love for preds. So he wasn't happy to see his friend and mentor become an Enforcer amongst them."

"If you don't mind me asking, sir, what do you think about being an Enforcer?"

"Well I don't share their taste in Bug Burga." Maurice offered jokingly. Seeing Judy crack a bit of a smirk, he decided to continue. "I don't mind it, I guess. I come from a time before Sibyl, Inspector. I know it might sound strange to someone as young as yourself, but back then my way of thinking was the way of thinking. Detective work was how crime was handled before technology offered it's aid. So, in a way, I guess I appreciate my job as Enforcer for letting me handle cases in the old way. My way."

"Well, that's good to hear. And thank you for all of your guidance last night. And I'm also sorry if I'm causing a strain in the group. I didn't know being your replacement would irritate Bogo so much."

Maurice perked up, eyes widening. "Oh, that's right. I never got the chance to correct you last night. You didn't replace me, I was an Enforcer long before you even graduated. You replaced Wilde."