"Where's Cho?" I ask the team, as I meet them at the entrance to the park. I glance around to my teammates, seeing what they chose to wear. Rigsby wears a button down shirt, with black dress pants, and shiny black dress shoes. Grace chose a white dress that can be considered both casual and professional in my opinion. And Lisbon, being the tomboy that she is, wears black dress pants, a red shirt that shows just enough of her chest to be able to see her golden cross. Even though she looks like a princess when she wears dresses, this does look more like her. I just chose to take Grace's advice, and dress the way I always do. I have to be predictable is some way, now don't I?
"Cho decided to stay back in the office to do some research. He says that he had a feeling that the way Alicia was murdered was done before." Grace explained. I think for a moment, and then realize that I still do not know the cause of death. Rigsby must have caught a glimpse of my thoughts, because he answers my question.
"Alicia was injected directly into her blood stream a combination of poisons. According to Cho, the combination is really unique. It may give us insight into the case. "
I nod. "You're probably right about that. But, shall we go take our seats?" The park has lights strung through the trees, and tables lined up in front of a gazebo. The gazebo is set with sound system, and lights struck around as well, making it the stage. For just street performers, they did well doing what they could to set the mood. I wave my hand in front of the entrance, signaling that the ladies should go first. Grace looks back and smiles at me, before I fall into step behind them.
"Grace is looking beautiful tonight, isn't she?" I say to Rigsby, smiling a bit. He is probably the number one person that I really like to fluster. Rigsby, who was staring intensely at Grace, now glances at me. He doesn't say anything, but he doesn't have to. He turns red a bit, but looks ahead once again.
"So, what's with you and Lisbon?" Rigsby asks me. I almost stop walking, surprised that he had actually fired back with something. I glance at my boss and partner. If I had no first wife, if I had no Red John, there might have been something. But, because there is, I can't even possibly consider the idea.
"Nothing more than a friendship." I state, as we get to the table. Lisbon gives me a confused look, to which I just smile and shrug. I pull out Lisbon's chair for her, earning me a smile. I feel myself giving her one back, a true one. When she smiles, she is stunning.
I see Rigsby give a smirk, and for once he well deserved to. He read me like a book, and I didn't even realize how much I was showing.
