"How are you today, Montana?" Danny Messer asked, strolling into the office.
"Great Danny. The only downside being I can't go home this weekend. All the flights are booked." Lindsey replied.
"Too bad." Danny said, wincing slightly. "Ya know, my ma and pa used to bring me an' Louie to the beach to see the fireworks every year."
"Really?" Lindsey asked. Mine used to set them off in our backyard. Our whole area would coordinate a display among ourselves. Everyone would do something."
"Very country of you, Montana." Danny said as Lindsey playfully glared at him. "But would you like to come to the beach with us? Flack's driving unless I can find more people. Then there's two cars and not as many people have to deal with his nasty car."
"It's only nasty because you're in there so much mister Messer. So don't go blaming me." Don said sticking his head in the door.
"Hey Don. Eavesdropping again?" Danny asked.
"It's not eavesdropping when you left the door open bud." Don retorted. "So, what brought up the topic of my car?"
"Danny was saying you were going to see the fireworks by the beech. I was just about to say I'd love to because I've never seen them over the water before." Lindsey explained.
"Oh really Dan?" Don asked. "I guess we could bring the others too."
"Others to what exactly?" A new voice said. Don turned around to see Stella standing behind him with her arms crossed.
"Just to hide some bodies near the East River. Want to come?" At her incredulous look he smiled. "I'm just kidding, Stell. Mac would have our heads then we'd be the bodies. Nah, Danny's planning a trip to the beech for 4th of July. You up for it?"
"Sure. Did any of you try Mac yet?" Stella asked.
"Not yet." Danny said. "We only just started asking."
"Okay. I'll get him to come." Stella stated before walking in that direction.
"Bring some food with ya!" Danny yelled after her.
Stella acknowledged him with a wave over her shoulder.
"You are telling Jess, Don." Lindsey said to the taller man.
"Eh, we normally go with Dan to the fireworks. All we normally do is watch Jess start a small bonfire for cooking. Myself and Dan can make a mean burger."
"Personally though," Danny said, "I'm not starin' at her ass the whole time." That comment earned Danny a a glare from Don who was, unknowingly, getting a glare from Lindsey.
"I was not staring at her ass!" Don exclaimed, causing the rooms' other occupants to burst out laughing. Don rolled his eyes at the duo before leaving.
"Was he really staring at her ass the entire time she was lighting your bonfires?" Lindsey asked.
"Yea. I managed to get him not to drool though." Danny replied. "That'll always be a plus."
Lindsey nodded in agreement
AN: Hey guys! A seasonal story mainly because I'm in the States this year for the 4th of July! YAY! BTW, the fireworks in Ireland suck.