Stakeouts, Catering and Casey
"Walker!" he yelled at the closing door. Disgusted, Casey turned back to the screens. He'd never expected she would be the one to blow an op. Not with the bumbling Bartowski usually stepping in it every time he turned around. She could deny all she wanted, Casey had good reason to ask if she'd compromised herself with the asset. A day didn't go by where one or the other didn't make cow eyes when they thought he wasn't looking.
Taking a bite of his sandwich, Casey watched her enter the club and search for Bartowski. It wasn't surprising that the moron's date spotted her first. The poor girl looked bored to tears. Probably not unusual with Chuck as your boyfriend, even without the mission requirements in play. He was actually glad Walker had been tasked with the cover of Bartowski's girlfriend. Casey could not imagine the excitement of following nerd boy around on real dates with the kinds of girls he would attract. It brought to mind a very Seussian image of Chuck and lady-friend in Nerd 1 and Nerd 2 t-shirts. Although, that didn't explain Lou's interest. She seemed almost as out of his league as Walker was on the surface. Maybe there was something to him that surpassed the geeky outer shell.
The sudden, mental image of Walker and the asset engaged in a heated lip-lock had Casey snorting with amusement. Like that would ever happen. Sure, she's a bit soft on the chump, but he's not exactly her type. Bryce might've been a treasonous bastard, even so, the guy was probably a big hit with the ladies. He could see Walker still reeling and somewhat on the rebound from everything happening so quickly. The Major felt sure that her agent training would reassert itself given some more time. No reason to push for a reassignment just yet. Casey had to admit, she could handle herself pretty well. He could definitely do worse for a partner.
He watched the scene unfold as he slowly chewed on the very tasty sandwich. There was Chuck and Sarah, standing overly close to each other and talking on the dance floor. His eyes moved to take in the expression on Lou's face. She might not have the best taste in men, but she could build a great sandwich. Looking down, Casey admired his pastrami on cracked wheat, some provolone and lettuce for a compliment and finished with spicy mustard and mayo drizzled lightly over the meat. The flavors all blended so nicely on his tongue, each bite better than the last.
Attention lifting from the sandwich to the monitors, he was just in time to spot Lou making her getaway with Chuck moving to intercept. Looked like the rose had been a waste of time after all. Like they say, you can lead a horse to water. Turning quickly at the sound of the van door sliding open, he watched a somewhat miffed Agent Walker climb back in. "Everything okay with the boy toy?" he asked. Sarah responded with an annoyed glare as she put her headphones back on.
They both settled in to watch Chuck try and convince Lou to stay. Casey popped the last delectable morsel into his mouth and licked off his fingers as the would-be girlfriend stormed away. Oh well, looked like they'd be packing it up soon. The surveillance might have been a bust, but the snack was top notch.
"Hey Walker, what do you think the perfect sandwich to take on stakeout would be?" The question had seemed innocent enough until he saw the wide-eyed look on her face. 'Oh crap, I've been contaminated by Bartowski and Grimes!'
