synopsis: sharon raydor and andy flynn are buddy cops, finally thrown together after years of being saddled with partners who couldn't keep up with them. after falling into a very comfortable and efficient routine with each other and despite constant bickering they've grown quite close. things start to get rocky when brenda leigh johnson, a plucky but deadly cia agent, is thrown into the mix.
"I'd also like to talk to the neighbor so if we could get him down here before we - " Sharon turned to Andy. "Did you take my Naked out of the fridge?"
"I'll get you another one."
"I'll believe that when I see it. You still owe me two salads, three sandwiches and an entire gallon of orange juice."
"So invoice me!"
Sharon grabbed the Naked out of his hand, "just stop taking my stuff!"
"Where the fuck are you?"
"I'm investigating. Where the fuck are you?"
"In the parking lot of the YMCA trying not to bleed out on the hood of my car."
"Um, who are you?"
"Until further notice this is a joint investigation."
"I have no intention of working with the LAPD!" Brenda objected.
"Agent Johnson, I have spoken with your superiors but if you think they'd appreciate having the same conversation twice, feel free to double check."
Brenda frowned and crossed her arms across her chest.
"Raydor, a word?" Pope gave Sharon a pointed look and they stepped away from the others. "There are some pretty influential eyes on us during this investigation so let's try to keep the weapon discharges in the single digits."
"What's the point of having a gun then?"
"Just... don't get the fed killed, huh?"
"Have a little faith, will you?"
"Three partners shot diminishes the faith I can extend."
"And it's my fault that they can't keep up with me?"
"I'm serious. If she gets shot you're in trouble."
"You know what they say: keep your friends close and your enemies satisfied."
"I don't think I've ever heard that particular variation."
"Well then allow me to demonstrate the advantages."
"Did you notice how you always shoot someone the day after we sleep together?"
"Twice is a coincidence, three times is a pattern. So my place tonight?"
"Do you ever run out of aphorisms?"
"All work and no play - "
"Gives you blue balls?"
"Something like that."
Brenda smiled despite herself, "at least buy me dinner tonight."