This, to be put frankly, was a serious crises. Or so Lassie kept bellowing while Shawn tried to tie the bow holding his package together.
“…What to get the chief. It has to be something thoughtful and useful.”
“Why don’t you buy yourself a gag? She’d like that?”
“This isn’t funny, Spenser,” Lassiter responded. “You would get the easy draw and pick my partner. Buy Julietr a new clip for her gun and a card with a cat onit and she’s fine. The Chief is different.”
“Flowers,” Shawn said. “They’re the way to any woman’s heart.”
“Not the Chief’s,” Lassiter remarked glumly. “I need something impressive! Something that would impress her.”
Shawn shrugged. “How about a machine gun?”
“You’re horrible at this, Spenser.”
At the exchange later the next day, Chief Vick gave Lassiter a fine new holster for his gun, Juliet gave Shawn a crystal-clear DVD pressing of a completely obscure 80’s cartoon show, Shawn blew his budget and got Juliet a pair of crystal earrings, Gus got Henry a subscription to Sports Illustrated, Henry got Gus a king-sized tub of caramels, and Lassie, finally consumed by his last-minute panick, Chief Vick a gift certificate to the Olive Garden.
She was overtly thrilled by it. “We’ll be able to get out of the house and have a little fun.” He tried not to be visibly relieved – he’d even forgotten about her husband in his panic. But she smiled, and he smiled back, and the party proper began.
Lassie was so relieved that he forgot to complain about Shawn’s horrible neon-colored reindeer sweater.
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Date: 2010-12-22 06:18 am (UTC)“…What to get the chief. It has to be something thoughtful and useful.”
“Why don’t you buy yourself a gag? She’d like that?”
“This isn’t funny, Spenser,” Lassiter responded. “You would get the easy draw and pick my partner. Buy Julietr a new clip for her gun and a card with a cat onit and she’s fine. The Chief is different.”
“Flowers,” Shawn said. “They’re the way to any woman’s heart.”
“Not the Chief’s,” Lassiter remarked glumly. “I need something impressive! Something that would impress her.”
Shawn shrugged. “How about a machine gun?”
“You’re horrible at this, Spenser.”
At the exchange later the next day, Chief Vick gave Lassiter a fine new holster for his gun, Juliet gave Shawn a crystal-clear DVD pressing of a completely obscure 80’s cartoon show, Shawn blew his budget and got Juliet a pair of crystal earrings, Gus got Henry a subscription to Sports Illustrated, Henry got Gus a king-sized tub of caramels, and Lassie, finally consumed by his last-minute panick, Chief Vick a gift certificate to the Olive Garden.
She was overtly thrilled by it. “We’ll be able to get out of the house and have a little fun.” He tried not to be visibly relieved – he’d even forgotten about her husband in his panic. But she smiled, and he smiled back, and the party proper began.
Lassie was so relieved that he forgot to complain about Shawn’s horrible neon-colored reindeer sweater.