It was classic sight to see a bunch of cops at the local donuts shop which was a 24/7 shop that more than welcomed their boys in blue to come in anytime they needed a sugar fix, so it wasn't odd to see another person enter during this time of early twilight morning.  Nathan smiled and laughed along with his fellow officers, never feeling the danger being so close to him; however, he did notice the other man.  It was hard not to notice a lone man taking a booth.<br/><br/>Offering a smile the young officer nod slightly, thinking maybe the man would notice his reflection.  Turning back to the men before him, the officer went back joking around, full of life and he seemed to be enjoying it.  Brushing his hair back the young man stood up and excused himself from the group for a moment well he left to the restroom.<br/><br/>"So, hows your new partner?"<br/><br/>"Nathan? Ah, he's cool.  A bit weak, but I'm sure we could beef him up a bit in no time. " Jake smiled as he grabbed his cup to take a sip.  Sighing he leaned back slightly "Though he is a bit<i>too </i>nice.  Worried that he could be taken advantage of that if he needs to go out on his own for any reason. . . I'm sure I'm worrying for nothing."<br/><br/>"Probably, I mean why would they let a him onto the force if he wasn't qualified somehow? Besides, he's still a rookie so he's going to be a bit trusting for now."<br/><br/>"Mmm, I guess.  Oui! So when we going back to Mac's? Heard they're doing a event for us again."<br/><br/>Nathan was finishing up in the restroom when he got a phone call.  If anyone was listening, or happened to walk in it would seem he was talking about some kind of fitting, and by the looks on his face he wasn't all too pleased with what he was hearing.<br/><br/>". . . Look, I know you need held with your classes, but are you seriously going to ask me to model one of your dresses for you? We aren't in high school anymore, besides I don't feel all too comfortable going back into a dress again. . . No. . . no. . . yes. . . fuck. . . I'll help out, but please at least make the dress somewhat modest then. . ." Nathan sighed as he finished up the phone call before leaving the restroom.  He owed Sarah, a old friend of his, a few favors and it seemed as though it would involve him wearing a dress again.