"Dammit. It looks like Kibre is going to win again tomorrow," Jack seethed.
"When are the two of you going to stop this?" Serena asked.
"She started it. That casual mention of her win total," Jack whined.
"Jack,” Serena stated, "Your job is to put away criminals, not see who gets the most notches on your gun."
"Speaking of notches, Kibre has her closing tomorrow. You wouldn't consider getting her drunk tonight, would you?" He asked hopefully.
"You want me to get Tracey Kibre drunk and seduce her so that her win total isn't higher than yours?" Serena inquired. Jack merely nodded.
"Okay, but this time you're paying," Serena replied, her hand extended for Jack's credit card.