"So remind me, how do you know this 'guy'..." Snowball grumbled skeptically. Glancing at the white rabbit, Tattoo explained, "A few years back, I got arrested from threatening to blow up Starbucks-"

"You threatened to blow up Starbucks! Why?!" Snowball interrupted.

"I found about thirty to forty ants in my cup of coffee. Anyhow, this dude was one of the two officers that arrested me," Tattoo finished. Stopping in his tracks, Snowball glared at the pig and almost yelled, "You're taking me to a COP?!" His voice raised higher on the last part.

Sighing, Tattoo replied, "Technically, he's... no longer a cop. While you were in jail, the police department fired this guy due to his 'violent ways'. He still fights crime but he has cut every tie he had with the police so whatever you do, don't mention the words 'cop' or 'police' right in his face."

"How about 'officer'?" Snowball questioned.

"That too. Now wait here," Tattoo ordered firmly as he walked over to an old apartment building. Quietly, the pig entered. Huffing, Snowball kicked an empty soda can around in the alley when, out of the blue, someone tackled him from behind...