Vincent, enjoying his new female body woke up in his apartment and now had to do a thoroughfare of menial tasks. “Man, much easier to get ready as a guy.” He thought to himself after showering, blowdrying, shaving (everything) and finally finding clothes that weren’t excessively large on him. He settled on a old Aerosmith t shirt and jeans which were pretty baggy. He sat down on his couch and began flipping through channels, suddenly interested in shows he wasn’t before. Suddenly, he heard his ringtone, loudly playing Foreigner’s “Feel Like Makin Love” through the small apartment. Without looking, as Vincent normally didn’t he answered.
"Detective….." He faltered, knowing his female voice would dismantle his name. "….Vi-…Vivan Brooks. How can I help you?" Smooth.