Steam from the showers hangs heavy in the air, smelling of pine disinfectant and old sweat.

JIMMYThe brass isn't the one looking at me across a dark alley at 2 AM. Perception is 90% of the job, JJ. You look like a target. I look like a wall.

Should we lean more into the at the warehouse for the next scene, or do you want to flesh out the backstory of why these two are partnered up?