Captain Holt: He bled out in your lap. How will you break the news to me? Let's see.
Jake: We don't have to do this.
Captain Holt: Ah, Detective Peralta, how are things going with Kevin, the love of my life? Wait, why are you here at this late hour? And whose blood is that?
Jake: Okay, I get it.
Captain Holt: It's Kevin's? This is devastating. I'm inconsolable. And I've killed myself.
Jake: Cool, well, I can see this is gonna be a fun couple of months.