Wow, so someone's been a little... boring?

Wow, so someone's been a little... boring?

No, I'm not. Get outta here! [Finish thought.]

What?

Yes, my standard liege. Someone's seen all sorts of wild ideas pop off and thought -- 'I'll take the boring one. The regular, please. The brown.'

What is this? Picking on me for not being crazy enough? That's the LEAST of my concerns.

No need to be defensive. The regularity, the brownness, the cut-and-dry have their appeal -- a very standard appeal.

I like brown.

Of course you do. And maybe some black shoes or a pristine white shirt to go with that. It's official: My lord's copotype is Regular Cop. I'll let everyone know. I'll send out a telefax.

Wait, wait -- this will be my copotype now?

Yes, the type of cop you are, sire. Think of it as a caste, a class, even. A nation of Regular Law Officials that you belong to. It comes, of course, with the usual benefits.

Yeah, no need. Let's keep that announcement on standby for now. (Opt out.)

Good, good. Of course. To outright declare yourself something does seem a bit too... interesting now, doesn't it? I won't trouble you any further.

Why not. Send out the telefax then. I'm not ashamed. (Opt in.)

Done and done. No actual communiques will be sent, of course. That would be too dramatic.

I like standards.

Of course you do. Maybe some regulations and a usual pistol to go with them? It's official: My lord's copotype is Regular Cop. I'll let everyone know. I'll send out a telefax.

"Kim. Am I boring?"

"You?" He looks at you. "I wouldn't worry about that."

See? You're so regular and vinyl-brown, he doesn't even want to talk to you about it.

Look, I'm just trying to do my job, no need for extravagance.

Of course you do. Let's get right to it. My lord's copotype is Regular Cop. I'll let everyone know. I'll send out a telefax.