Disclaimer: I own nothing except for Lola. LOL That reminds me of the song, her name was Lola she was a show girl with yellow feathers in her hair and a dress cut down to there. That's all I can remember.

A/N: Repost because my account got messed up.

Summary: Danny and Lindsay in a lingerie shop enough said. DL obviously.

--Lindsay's POV--

So the last half an hour has led up to this. I am standing in this upscale lingerie shop holding two bras, a lacy black one and a lacy black one. I have no idea what the difference is, but I still can't decide. I look up and see Danny Messer. Of course with my luck I would. He is with some girl, who is probably his girlfriend. I need to get out of here, now, before he sees me. He probably already has, great I'll never live this down. Just as I am about to shove the bras on the shelf and make my exit some way over the top too much sugar salesgirl comes up to me and starts asking if I need a change room or if I am going to buy the bras. So this is how these stores work, when you need help your ignored, but when you don't the salespeople come up to you and constantly ask questions until you finally just say yes to one, to get them off your back.

"Look, no I do not need a change room and no I am not buying them, I just have to go." I shove the bras into her arms and turn around and start walk to the exit. I keep looking over my shoulder to check she's not following me and to make sure he's not following me. I pick up my pace and walk smack into some guy's chest. It's Danny's of course.

I mumble I have to go and I keep my head down praying he won't recognise me when I hear the dreaded words, "Lindsay, hello, fancy seeing you here."

I look up and see him smirking down at me. I wish I could wipe that smile right off his smug face. "Danny, why is it weird for me to be here? I have." I pause, "Assets, and I do wear bras."

"Danny, which one is better?" The girl I saw Danny with earlier is holding up to silk nighties. I knew it, she's his girlfriend why else would she be asking his opinion if he wasn't going to see her in them.

I watch Danny go red, "Lola," he laughs nervously, "This isn't really my department."

She frowns at me then turns back to Danny. "Please don't tell me you've sunk so low as to try to pick up a girl in a lingerie shop."

It's my turn to frown. "What?" I ask.

"Where are my manners," she shots Danny a look then shoves her nighties under her arm and extends her hand to me, "I'm Lola, Danny's sister."

For some reason a wave of relief washes over me. I take her hand, "I'm Lindsay, I work with Danny."

"Ahh, the famous, Montana." She smiles at me. I wonder what that meant. "Anyways, Danny what do you think?" She holds up the nighties again.

"Lola, again that isn't my department, don't you dare go on about how you need to look good, the last image I need is the one of my baby sister in bed." Danny told her.

"Fine." Lola walked off.

Danny turned to me. "Lindsay please get me out of this, this place."

I smiled, "Fine, but what about your sister?"

"Her?" I nodded, "She'll be in here 'til closing."

"OK, lets go," I took his hand and we headed for the exit.

As I opened the door he said: "Looks like I will be picking up a girl in a lingerie shop after all."

A/N: I needed to get the fluffies out of me.