"Oh, didn't I tell you? Sorry about that, I though I had. His name is Adam Pulcifer. He's english, don't you know. Originally, that is. I'm not sure when he moved here. He went to the police academy here in the states, I know that much." He looked at his watch. "It is half an hour untill third shift starts, and he's always late." He said that with a frown, it was obviously something he didn't approve off. "Why don't you go talk to...eh, Brenda, she'll know where to find him. Otherwise I fear you will be awfully lonely, I have to leave now. But it was nice meating you, detective." He shook her hand again, and hurried towards the east stair case. Suddenly he stopped, obviously remembering something. "He'll set you up with a desk, I'm sure. I'm not sure how the Bullpen works, you see, I have my own office..." His voice trailed of as he seemed to think of something else to say. Instead he gave her a little wave, and hurried off again, leaving her alone on the second floor.