These are the police who responded to the wrestling-thief situation -- two of them are, anyway -- lined up in a sky-bridge for their 11pm shift change. Incidentally, the wrestling-thief called the bar on Sunday, for no apparent purpose. Rob told him that he didn't give a crap about The Rest Of It, but he still owed the bar $60, and that'd have to be paid. The wrestling-thief claimed he'd blacked out and didn't even remember The Rest Of It. The world would be a more interesting place if this guy irretrievably forgot every steroidal romance-con he pulled while drunk the same way other guys irretrievably forget texting a girl or ordering a pizza, but he's almost certainly lying.
People just can't always be who you want them to be.
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