"Hey, Gus, toss me that sponge." Shawn said from his perch on the overstuffed armchair that was strategically placed in the middle of their pig-sty office.
"Shawn, i am NOT tossing you anything, not after you broke my Wolverine figurine!!!" Gus hollared back through the mess while washing the piles of dishes.
"Gus... that was a friggin Happy Meal toy, get over it" Shawn started to get up out of his armchair but then changed his mind when he saw all the junk on the floor.
"Yeah, b-but it was Wolverine!!!" Gus pouted as he turned around.
"I know who it was but-"
before he could finish finish the phone rang.
"Gus get over here it's Lassie calling, i'll turn it on speaker-phone."
"Hello, Spencer pizza service, what can we get you?" Shawn said jokingly.
"Damnit, Spencer." A Voice yelling over the phone. "Just get over to the Chiefs office, before i get over there and drag you by your frikking ears!!!!"
They were in the chiefs office being briefed on a missing persons case.
"They disappeared in the woods about two days ago, the criminal left only one thing, a note." The chief clicked the button and a letter magically apeared on the screen behind her.
Hello santa barbra police department, i have written thins not to tell you that, if you want to see my prizenors alive you will have to bring Shawn Spencer to the parking lot at campsite 34.
You can not find me.
You will not trace me.
Love,
Herbert Smith.
"Uh did he just tell us who he was???" Gus asked.
"No, Herbert Smith was mauled by a bear last year." Lasider said while looking disaprovingly at Shawn and Gus.
The chief looked up from a case file. "Well what are you all still doing here, get going."
Everybody gets up and leaves.