Chapter 4: Dizz Knee Land

Shawn decided that the only way to win this contest was to use his incredible psychic abilities. And of course by that he meant find someway to beat the system. So he did what any good detective would do…he went home, and took a nap. You want to be well rested before trying to beat any systems. That was the trouble with Watergate. It was so late at night; they were tired and got sloppy. Plus Shawn had gotten up really early so even though it was only 11 o'clock, it felt like 5 o'clock. After the nap, he went with Gus to the radio station to pick up their tickets. Gus may or may not have thought they were going to the pet store to look at the bunny rabbits.

-"Hello, my name is Shawn Spencer, I am a private psychic detective, and this is my partner, Fluffy McGergstein, you may call him Fluffy G."

-"Can I help you?" asked an attractive young receptionist.

-"Yes I was hoping I could get the number of your house. Possibly an address. Oh and Fluffy is here to pick up something from the DJ Mackie D."

-"I'm sorry but DJ John G is live right now, nobody is allowed in the studio."

-"I guess I should explain, you see I was hired to look into a rather sensitive matter for him. I was instructed to bother him at any hour of the day or night, and I believe the codeword is 'DJ John G says to let Shawnie S and Fluffy F in now pretty please, and to give Shawnie S your phone number', if my memory serves me correctly.

-"John takes his lunch in five minutes, you can go in and wait for him" said the girl giggling.

-"Thank you very much for your help, here is my card, it has my phone number on it, so you don't have to worry about giving me yours"

-"Shawn we don't have a card" said Gus.

-"Fluffy, you don't have a card. I however take care of my own stationary needs. Now give me one of Gus' cards."

-"Shawn you are very easily distracted. Anyone ever tell you that?"

-"Surprisingly not, ooo shiny!"

-"So DJ John G, that is why if you don't give me the tickets, your radio station will be struck by lighting during a monsoon, just as you're about to run out of gas on a Wednesday night when your favorite show (Psych, on USA network, 10:00 eastern) is on."

-"Ok first of all, that seems completely improbable, and secondly, I don't control the results, it's all on the computer."

-"What if I said you'd be proving my insane father wrong after almost 25 years, and making a devilishly handsome and charming, extremely successful detective very very happy."

-"Well it's hard to argue with such a tempting offer, but I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do. You can call in when I play the song Dizz Knee Land by Dada if you're the first caller, then you win. Rules are rules."

-"Well Fluffy, I think it's time to go," said Shawn

-"For the record, my name is not Fluffy," said Fluffy, I mean Gus.

-"That's enough Mr. G," said Shawn.

-"So Shawn, what's your real plan?"

-"I'm going to enjoy a fun 80's dance song, call in at exactly 3:19 and thirty seconds, and then go to Dizz Knee Land with my main homie Gussy G."

-"Shawn being random does not guarantee that you will always be right. One time you shake a magic eight ball and it tells you that it's raining and…"

-"Gus enough talk. It is not randomocity, but rather sheer intuition. My good man, you see, the radioman left his computer monitor on and in plain sight (check your local listings), which displayed exactly when he planned to play the song in question. Now you see my dear Guston, that those were not merely shenanigans although they were somewhat shenanigany, but I needed time to read through a five hundred song playlist from eight feet away."

-"And you said you needed glasses!"

-"Elementary!"

-"What!? Shawn, I have work today, and you just want to sound like Sherlock Holmes."

-"Sherlock who? I was imitating Chuck Norris. Or was I? I've been watching a lot of Texas Walker Ranger lately."

-"It's Walker, Texas Rang…never mind, I have to go"

-"Don't leave me here!"