He raised an eyebrow at her as he got comfortable again, shaking his head a little at her offered ID, "Not fucking surprising," He murmured, though he tapped his back pocket with his hand, "I got one. And some government ID," He was FBI here, apparently. Secret Service. He shook his head.
"Not worth sharing. and how the fuck did you get out to come for donuts if you are in some nuthouse?"
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