Tag to 3x04: Just something I found strange…
Disclaimer: obviously I don't own a thing
Lisbons knocks caught me by surprise. Not that I mind her catching me asleep, who knows how many times she kicked the couch in righteous frustration.
But this time I felt caught, lying on those files, with my little black book so to speak, open in view.
Plan A: just keep talking, get up, get out before she notices my scribbles.
But do not look her in the eyes. She's getting wa-ay to good in reading me, I tell myself while talking about dreams. Don't get to personal there, just tell her something irrelevant. Ah my old friend Mendel…
"Jane…" Damn, she didn't follow.
Plan B: keep her eyes on me.
"Shall we?" I try once more hoping she missed the hint of desperation.
"…as a friend…" I stop abruptly and turn around. Here it comes…
"…this doesn't look good.", Lisbon states concerned, pointing out the room, not my files.
I walk back, clearing my throat, waving at the door.
Plan C: lead her out and exit last.
Then the irony hits me.
She should have seen my other bedroom…