This may suck, but it's my first fic so please don't flame me.
"Are you sure this is the only way to catch this guy?" Lisbon asked as she shifted uncomfortably in her long black dress. She was riding shotgun in the front seat of Jane's car as they drove towards a dinner date with two murderers.
"Yes I'm sure, we're going to lure them into a false sense of security and then ask if they can help us with a special problem," he replied as he turned into the restaurant's parking lot. Lisbon took out a handkerchief and a small corsage.
She placed the cloth in Jane's suit pocket, and while she attached the corsage to her dress she said," Now remember, act naturally and don't forget that the camera's in the handkerchief, please."
"Don't worry, I always act natural," Jane laughed, grinning at his boss.
He started into the restaurant, and Lisbon whispered angrily into the flower," You see Rigsby, this was a bad idea."
"Just go along with it, it will all go well," Rigsby whispered into the screen, knowing Lisbon couldn't hear him. Van Pelt walked up behind him, staring at the camera's feed.
"How's it going?"
"They just arrived, and Lisbon is still worried."
Van Pelt laughed," She's always worried about Jane, sometimes a little too much some times."
Rigsby looked at her confused," You don't think..."
"Maybe."
Lisbon ran into the restaurant, chasing the ever elusive Jane, who was talking to the suspects," I agree, I hate it when neighbors don't listen.'
"Sorry I'm late honey," she said, putting a little more emphasis on the word "honey".
"That's okay, just talking about pesky neighbors," he said with his trademark grin.
"So how are you doing," Lisbon asked the suspects. A husband and wife team who were possible assassins.
"Very good," the wife said. She was about five seven, with blonde hair, tanned skin, and sparkly white teeth.
"Yes, we're fine," the husband added, he was bigger and more muscular than both of them, and had much of the same features of his wife," We were merely speaking to your husband on how good neighbors are hard to find."
"Well, that's wonderful," Lisbon replied as she stared at Jane with a glare that told him he would pay for walking away from her later," Glad to know my husband is such a conversationalist."
"Yes, and we have horrible neighbors, don't we Liz?" Jane asked happily.
"excuse me I have to use the bathroom" Jane said.
"Your excused" the suspects said. so Jane went to the bathroom pulled out his phone and texted Rigsby.
"Turn on the speaker, I'm going to get them to tell me if they killed their neighbors," he sent it, then someone called him, and it was Rigsby. He answered," Hello?"
"Okay we are listening, you can go back out," Rigsby replied.
"On my way" Jane said. He walked out, a cocky smirk on his face as Lisbon and the suspects laughed.
"So why are we laughing?" Jane asked pleasantly.
"A TV show they told me about," Lisbon replied. Jane sat down and started to hum to the music playing over the intercom. The suspects looked at him confused for a moment, then fell into a trance.
"Did you kill your neighbors?" He asked calmly.
"Yes" they answered.
"Why" Jane asked again.
"They were scum, and they rubbed everything that they had in our faces. Their fancy car and their big house," the man explained. Jane snapped his fingers and they awakened. Lisbon stood up and handcuffed them.
"You're under arrest for the murder of your neighbors," Lisbon said.
Cho stood up from the table he had been watching them from, and walked over," I'll take them in boss, wouldn't want to interrupt your date."
"We're not on a date!" Lisbon said, her voice a few octaves higher than usual.
"Whatever you say..." he answered as he dragged the two suspects out the door.
Lisbon turned to Jane," And you can stop laughing you idiot."
"Whatever you say boss, by the way our food is here."