With His Uniform On
Baker decided to stop at the restaurant on his journey back from some sort of call-out in the city. He pulled his cruiser up and pushed through the doorways, fortunate to find the parking lot. His face appeared stern. The entire restaurant was filled with the aura of his presence. Baker was indeed a huge big man, and with his uniform on, he seemed to embody strength.
With His Uniform On
All Smiles
They were all staring at him now for all the right reasons. He was approached with a smiling face and with honor. Even the faces of all the staff, as well as the person at the checkout, who is now much more attentive, instantly lightened up. She greeted him with a smiling face that began to steadily fade once she had recognized him. Formalities for dumping, the manager demanded.
All Smiles
