A/N I hope the discomfort of Steve and Danny comes through in this one.
Song: Vogue – Madonna (5:15) Genre: Comedy
Vogue
"Absolutely not that one!" Steve said as Kono came out of the dressing room. He shielded his eyes and sent her back waving frantically.
"You look like a hooker," Danny sighed.
"I'm going under cover as a hooker!" Kono hissed.
"Not wearing that you're not!" Danny stated.
"Try something else!" Steve sighed, rubbed his eyes and leaned back in the plush leather sofa that he and Danny were occupying.
Kono sighed, turned around and walked back into the dressing room, the door slamming behind her.
"How did I let you talk me into this?" Danny sighed. "I gave up the Vogue life when Rachel divorced me. I only have a few precious years before this is Grace's idea of a Sunday afternoon with dad and his credit card."
"We promised Chin that we would watch out for his baby cousin, so we have to make sure she's well protected." Steve said.
"In the boutique stores?" Danny asked, "The only danger we are facing here is the Visa bill that is going to go through the roof. Trust me on this. I've been there before. Women and their shopping habits are more dangerous than a pack of wild dogs and I don't think the governor is going to like footing this bill when you send it to her."
"This one's really cute," Kono said happily as she came out of the dressing room and struck a pose.
"NO!" Danny and Steve said together and pointed back to the dressing room.
"I can't look like an Auntie on this assignment," Kono hissed. "I have to look super hot!"
"That's true, but there will be absolutely no see through clothing. I don't care that you think is cute, but I don't want to see you undergarments Kono!" Danny stated.
"I'm not your daughter Danny," Kono stated with a laugh.
"I know that," Danny stated. "If you were my daughter we would never have even walked into this store!"