Gerald started moving towards the closet until she came out. Suddenly he saw what happened, and dumbstruck, he stood for a second, not knowing what to do.
She shoots Gerald a glance, then looks over to the prisoner's body
"Oui, get me my cloak, I don't care what Perrot says, I'm not walking around in my underwear"
He started sweeping broken fragments of the table into a pile, then took the now useless table in the back for trash shipping.
Geralds mind started to race. It all started with a crappy day. Stuck doing paperwork due to his new rank as Capitaine. Though he got the work done, he was sceduled to patrols the next day, which made him twitch. He was hoping to get a calming cup of coffee and a quick dinner before heading to sleep. Though, before he got to even eat his meal, it was smashed along with the coffee machine then a man was shot, though the coffee machine being broken was the only thing that bothered him. Then it turns around and he gets dinner with a woman that is currently lacking any cover over her underwear.
Guess thing can turn around, he though as he returned from throwing the table away.