"What the hell! Lou! Lou Grover, get in here this minute!"
Lou approached Steve's kitchen from the living room and looked at his blond co-worker.
"What is wrong with you?" He asked Danny.
"What is wrong with me? What is wrong with me? What is wrong with you?"
"Here we go." Muttered Steve from Lou's side, where he had joined him.
"What the hell is this?" Danny asked Lou.
"What is it? Why, it's the best pizza in the world, bar none my man. It's a Lou Malnati's deep dish sausage pizza straight from Chicago."
Danny made a disgusted face at the plate with his piece of pizza on it.
"Oh no, my friend. This may be a lot of things, but this ain't pizza. It may have dough, sauce and mozz, but what the hell is this sausage mess going on here."
"What are you talking about? That's how they do it, man. That's their sausage pizza."
"It's awful! It's like a sausage patty laid over the top of a perfectly good pie. The sausage should just be a sprinkling of crumbled sausage throughout the pie, man. This. This is hideous!"
Steve, Chin and Kono were dissolving in laughter at Danny's rant at Lou and at the incredulous look on the former SWAT commander's face.
"You, you heathens! Do not for a minute think that this is the way a pizza from the mainland is supposed to taste. This is not a representative of the fine pizza pies that are made in Jersey, I'll let you know that for a fact. This is just a travesty of pizza." Danny had swung from yelling at Lou to yelling at the rest of his teammates.
"A travesty of pizza?! Oh my God, Danny! Do you hear yourself? I have never seen you get so passionate about anything in the world like you do about pizza." Steve retorted.
"Well, babe, if you had ever tasted a real Jersey pizza, you'd be pretty passionate about it too."
Lou looked completely disgruntled as he reached out to take Danny's plate.
"So, I guess you won't be eating that then, will you Jersey?"
"Leggo, Lou. I never said I wouldn't eat it. The only thing worse than this Malnati's travesty would be one of those Hawaiian pizzas Steve tries to force down my throat. I guess I'll take what I can get."
With that Danny snagged a beer from the fridge and sauntered into the living room to finish watching the game. His incredulous teammates watched him go.
"That is the absolute last time I am wasting a Lou Malnati's pizza on the bunch of you … cretins" muttered Lou under his breath.
A/N: Being from Chicago, I knew exactly the pizza Lou Grover was talking about with Steve. You either love it (my hubby) or hate it (me). The sausage one in particular has a giant roll of sausage across the whole top of it. (shudder). Therefore, I imagined Danny, being a pizza purist, would hate it.
