Owen laughed, glancing down at his badge. "Stop badge shaming me, all right? If I've got it, I'll flaunt it." This was a ridiculous conversation, but it felt nice to laugh, and not have to talk about serious shit for once. He carried the plates into the kitchen and set them in the sink to wash.
"Let's keep the soft side at home," he said, glancing at her with a small smile. "If people know the Sheriff is really a nice guy, they'll take advantage of me. And only my wife is allowed to do that." Yes, that sounded weird, even still, but it was all in good fun, so it was okay.