The officer's smile turned into a smirk once Peter finally realized who he was. Although he'd never admit it, watching the other man smile usually brightened his mood.

Vega raised an eyebrow as he noticed the other looking him over, but decided on saying nothing. He found that actions spoke louder than words, and made things a lot easier between the two of them. He wrapped his arm around the other's waist as they made their way into the shitty bar.

"Because I know you, Phones. I don't expect you to change." He shrugged, keeping his grip on the other man strong. "Maybe I'll tell them to look out for you. Get your ass sent to me personally."