Word.
Yeah, I'm just gonna go in there, dressed in uniform, and be all like " Hey. Y'all need me. I need you. Let's scratch that one incident, and start over. I'm not leaving, unless by police escort. Just sayin'."

Let's just hope my landlord finds the extreme goodness in himself, and will wait patiently for what I owe him.
Otherwise, the kids are gonna have to go into "the system" by Valentine's day.