Flashback to 1985

"Gus, all I'm saying is that if you sit in this cage, nothing will happen to you." Young Shawn closed the door of the cage, locking young Gus in.

"But, if I'm in this cage, how will I eat?" Gus held the bars.

"I'll feed you! I just have to prove to my dad that I am responsible enough for a pet." Shawn walked away, and came back to an empty cage. "Gus! Oh Gus!"

"Shawn, I sent him home. What do you think you were doing locking your friend in a cage?" Henry Spencer scolded Shawn.

"I wanted a pet."

"So, you locked Gus in a cage? Shawn, if you really want a pet, your shenanigans are what makes me not want to get you a pet! Are you going to keep locking Gus up?" Henry gave Shawn the evil eye.

"No sir." Shawn sighed and climbed the stairs to his room.

Flash to the present

Shawn Spencer and Burton Guster waltzed through the Santa Barbara Police department.

"Mr. Spencer! Glad to see you." Chief Vick sat at her desk with Carlton Lassiter, Juliet O'Hara, two men in black suits, and a strange man in a brown suit, who was tampering with paraphernalia on the Chief's desk.

"Just great. Who invited the monkey boy?" Lassiter pointed at Shawn a Gus.

"Lassie, I am appalled that you would make those remarks toward Gus!" He covered Gus's ears, "He is very sensitive about his appearance."

Gus smacked Shawn's hands away "Shawn! Quit being so preposterous." He raised his eyebrow at Lassiter.

"What?" Lassiter glared at Gus and crossed his arms.

"Gus was just trying to see who invited the..." Shawn was cut off by Juliet.

"That's enough guys. Chief, you want to do the honors." She gestured toward their guests.

"Yes. Mr. Spencer, Mr. Guster, these men are from the San Francisco police department. Captain Stottlemeyer," She pointed at the taller, older man. "Lieutenant Disher." She pointed to the other man in a black suit. He was younger and much shorter than Stottlemeyer. "Last, but most certainly not least, is..."

"Chief. May I?" Shawn placed his index and middle finger on his temple. The Chief nodded.

Shawn saw the brown-suited man's face and immediately recognized him."Adrian Monk. Ex-cop and...UGG" Shawn flailed, almost hitting Lassiter in the face, "Private detective!" He stopped to breath hard.

"You never cease to impress me Mr. Spencer..." The Chief shook her head, "Yes, this is Adrian Monk. He has come to help us with the newest case." She opened a file from her desk and pointed to a picture of a man, covered in blood and in a cage. "This is Hanz Johannes. He was found in the woods around ten at night by a hiker."

"Chief... When you say us, do you mean..."Lassiter glared at Shawn and Gus. The Chief nodded and grinned. Lassiter groaned and walked out of the Chief's office.

"Oh Lassie, while you're out, can you pick up some pineapple for the welcome party?" Shawn called before pounding Gus's fist.