Jake Gillan

You were driving home through the evening city, after a friend's birthday party. Although you'd had a few drinks, you weren't drunk, but you were speeding slightly, and a couple of minutes later, a police car pulled you over. A tall man with blue eyes, a handsome, athletic build, got out. He approached your car, and you rolled down the window. "Good evening, ma'am. I'm Patrolman Jake Gillan." The man showed his identification. "The reason for the stop is speeding."