She's willing to be of "Service"

A slow smile appears on her face, not only making her face brighten up, but giving you a bit of a stir further down.

"Why sir, don't you know, I'm a policewoman. I'd be glad to be...of service. For now, you can..." You quickly lose track of the nuisances of what she's saying, as her hand has crept down and giving you a grope, followed quickly by the unzipping of your pants, and something interesting thrusting it's way into your zipper. You try to look down, but she shakes her head at you, her grin becoming even wider and more mischievous. "Not yet. Later. For now, just go down the street, take your left turn after two blocks, and it's the third building on the right. You can't miss it."

With that, she saunters off, giving her ass a little extra wiggle, knowing you're watching. When she's passed out of sight, probably on patrol, you finally look down and see what looks like a business card sticking out of the front of your pants. Looking at it, you see her name, her number, and a line that reads "See you here" with a random address.

Looks like it isn't just you that's looking up. Still, business first, and so with a sigh of regret, instead of following her, you follow the directions she gave you. After all, pursuing one lady was fun, but what you were planning was more than one lady, and for more than one night.