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From the Radio...
This one really doesn't have any dialogue (also because I can't write down this stuff while I'm driving). The basis of this one comes from a tournament that the station is holding. They are having some people compete against each other for a spot as an intern for the radio station. So, the morning show announcers presented them with a challenge to get them the specific foods that they requested. One of the announcers asked for something from a fast food restaurant, which, for some reason, cannot be served until after eleven in the morning. Since the morning show takes place from 6-10 in the morning, obviously, it's difficult to obtain it. So, one intern was quite creative and came up with this solution to the problem. It's the solution that Jane uses to Lisbon's challenge. Enjoy!
Radio Randomness
Chapter 12- The Thought That Counts
The recent murder of an old, well respected rancher is what brought Lisbon and company hours out of the city and into farm country. This particular part of farm country was tiny, remote, close knit and not as…"high tech" (for lack of a better term) as the team was used to. Currently, they were figuring out sleeping arrangements for the two vacant rooms available at a run-down, and mostly empty (there is no one here and yet there are only two room available? The team was still working on that logic), motel. Once that was finished, the team decided to grab something to eat-before any place that served food closed-and then return to the motel for the night so that they could start their investigation fresh in the morning…
…After a few days of investigating, the team felt that they finally had a suspect worth pursuing. Since the stakeout duty would surely be a long and tedious task, Lisbon already knew that no one would volunteer for it. So, she came up with an idea to get her volunteers.
"Okay. We are going to be doing a stakeout tonight. And before we start playing rock-paper-scissors to see who draws the short stick, I have a plan to see who gets the stakeout tonight." Lisbon began. "I have been dying for a good cup of coffee. I'm sending everyone on a scavenger hunt. Within one hour, whoever can bring me the best tasting coffee will not have to stakeout Al on his dairy farm tonight. Sound good?"
The three agents all immediately jumped up and rushed out of the room in search of Lisbon's request. After they had left, Lisbon walked over to Jane, who had been snoozing on the couch during her challenge. She tapped him on the forehead and Jane wrinkled his nose in response.
"Hey, unless you want stakeout duty, that includes you, Sleeping Beauty."
Jane sat up and frowned at her.
"Really, Lisbon. Are you really going to make me go on stakeout duty if I don't bring you back your bounty?"
Lisbon folded her arms across her chest.
"Do you really want to spend the rest of this investigation with me coffee deprived?"
Jane considered the wrath of Lisbon versus a food finding road trip.
"Be back soon!" he called as he got off the couch and headed toward the room door.
Lisbon smiled to herself as she curled up on the bed of the now empty bedroom. When it comes to finding a way to not have to do stakeout duty, she knew her team would not disappoint…
…As the one hour contest deadline approached, Van Pelt, Rigsby, and Cho all returned to the motel room.
"Alright, what do we have?" Lisbon asked her returning hunters.
Because all of the restaurants and stores had closed down roughly a half an hour ago, the team had very little to show for their scavenger hunt. Cho, though, had managed to come through and presented Lisbon with a good cup of coffee and a piece of chocolate cake (which he somehow managed to sweet talk the waitress at the diner into giving him). That was the winner, hands down.
"Since Jane has apparently forfeited the competition, Rigsby and Van Pelt, you're on stakeout duty." Lisbon stated.
A few minutes later, as Van Pelt and Rigsby were packing for stakeout duty, Jane strolled in.
"Nice of you to show up." Lisbon commented.
"Yeah, I thought so too." Jane replied.
"So, did you bring me anything? Or are you officially admitting defeat?"
Jane handed Lisbon a steaming cup of coffee.
"Anything else?"
Jane rummaged around in his pocket before pulling out a piece of paper.
"I searched everywhere for that." Jane told her.
Lisbon examined the piece of paper. It was a picture of her favorite kind of cake.
"A picture?" She asked.
"You never said it couldn't be a picture." Jane pointed out.
Lisbon rolled her eyes and tried not to smile.
"I suppose you're right. Rigsby, Van Pelt, you're still on stakeout duty because Jane brought me my favorite cake." She said.
"But it's paper." Rigsby and Van Pelt complained.
"Yes, but it's my favorite cake and I technically never said it couldn't be paper. So, in this case, it's the thought that counts."
Van Pelt and Rigsby headed out to the SUV and Cho headed to the second motel room to actually get some decent sleep, leaving Jane and Lisbon alone.
" 'You never said it couldn't be a picture.'." Lisbon repeated, imitating Jane.
Jane nodded and smiled brightly.
"But like you said, it's the thought that counts!" He stated. "And it made you smile, Grumpy. For me, that's a victory."
Lisbon crumpled up the paper and threw it at Jane. She laughed as Jane attempted to dodge it, but ended up getting hit by it anyway.
Oh, that man...
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