At The Supreme Police headquarters…
Chief Lionel: Hello, recruit! So you're the famous <Rank> <Name>. Good thing you joined TSP, not the WPA, their detectives are perverts! Name's Lionel, Lionel Oakley. I am your chief here in TSP. Let me introduce you to your co-workers. Here's Maxima, my assistant.
Maxima Francisco: Hello, <Name>! If you need a cup of joe, just ask me!
Chief Lionel: Here's Marina, one of your partners.
Marina Mikhailova: Hello, gorgeous. Do you want to make some chemistry?
Chief Lionel: Marina, I told you. NO FUDGING FLIRTING IN EVERY OFFICE WE HAVE!
Marina Mikhailova: Sorry, dad.
Chief Lionel: I am not your dad!
Marina Mikhailova: But you act like one.
Chief Lionel: No, I don't.
Marina Mikhailova: Yes you do.
Chief Lionel: NO. I DON'T.
Chief Lionel: Aarrggh!
Chief Lionel: Moving on, this is Ross, our chief medical examiner and coroner.
At the Buckingham Palace Gardens…
Hakam Farra (angry): What the.. Lionel! Who is this? Another new recruit?
Hakam: Oh. Is it you, the world-renowned <Rank> <Name>?
Investigate Buckingham Palace Gardens.
Hakam Farra (hands on his face, shocked): Cornelius Fudge! Is this the British prime minister, Alistair Browning? Hakam: What the...this is such a big news! <NAME>! WHAT SHOULD WE DO?!?!
Hakam: Sheet. Why does a male's wallet got so many pinkie stuffs?
Hakam: Never mind. What did ya found there?
Hakam: A photo?
Autopsy Victim's Body. Hakam: ...and, you are? (Hermione's accent in HP1)
Ross Everett: Harry Potter must go home.
A short time later…
Calling the Shots