"It's a damn shame..."
>Looking around the crime scene, nothing but blood and pie layered the place.
>Your partner was not helping out by eating the evidence either.
>Unfortunately, you got stuck with the rookie, Pinkie.
>This Pink nuisance was good, but she drove you mad with her stupid puns.
>As she continued to eat the pie out of the cabinets, you decided to look at the victim.
"Deep lacerations in the sternum, a bullet wound to the neck, an- Detective Pinkie..."
>You lift up the body to find a small, toothless alligator underneath, sporting a vest and cliche detective hat.
"...what the hell is this?"
>She walks over, her face plastered with pie filling and crust.
>"That's my pet alligator, Gummy!"
>Smacking your hand against your face, you point at it again.
"Why is it here? Better yet, why is it wearing a vest and hat?"
>Oh no.
>That smile.
>You brace yourself for it.
>"Isn't it obvious? He wants to be an investiGATOR."