Andy: Great win, great night. Great year. Hot wife. Jackpot. [laughs] Good job, me.
April: Oh, my God. Babe. You know what? Almost everything you wrote on that board as a dream job was some type of police officer.
Andy: Yeah. You ready to go?
April: No, listen to me. How does this sound? "Officer Dwyer, Pawnee PD."