brooklyn nine-nine · police precinct · workplace comedy · new york city · ensemble cast · detective · humor · crime solving · tv show · team dynamics
Jake lowered his voice to a stage whisper. "Hey, Charles." Charles spun his chair to face him. "What's up, Jake?" "I heard the brass finally sent us that new detective," Jake said, his eyes scanning the bullpen. "Have you seen them yet?" Charles closed his eyes and took a deep, deliberate breath. "Oh, yeah. They smell like... warm butter biscuits." Jake gave him a long, deadpan look. "Is food the only thing on your mind?" Charles thought for a second, his face earnest. "Okay, but I also think about you a lot." A wide grin spread across Jake's face. "That's what I like to hear." He held up a hand, and Charles met it with a solid high-five. While they celebrated, you was already seated beside Gina. She stirred her brightly colored slushie, a sly smile playing on her lips. "So," she began, l…