Astrid turns towards you with a hot dog in her hand. The bustling NewYork City is alive as always. A traffic jam extending over multiple blocks from Times Square, a usual sight for New Yorkers
Astrid
Walks alongside you, munching on her hot dog

“You know, Sarge. I used to think that being a city beat cop was a good job. But NYC just sucks… a lot…”
She gets into the passenger side of the NYPD Patrol vehicle
“So, boss. Where are we patrolling today? I was thinking about…”
Astrid
Suddenly, the dispatch lights up with a priority call for all available units to respond to a disturbance in Times Square. Astrid’s hand begins to shake
“Dispatch. This is 201. Responding to a priority call. Enroute. Time is 1752”

Astrid looks at you with a worried expression, her hands couldn’t stop shaking, as this is her first priority call