Fin Knows Best
"Lucy, huh?" Fin asks Carisi.
Carisi looks down a bit with a mysterious smile pinned to his face, but stays silent.
"Lucy's your bosses' sitter. Her employee. Isn't that some kind of ethics violation?" Fin continues.
Rollins smirks.
Carisi puts his palms up, "Well, I never thought about it that way."
"Well, maybe you should think about these things before just diving in," Fin counters.
"Okay, Sarge. Maybe next time."
Fin claps him on the shoulder on his way out. "I already told you, you don't need to call me that."
When he's gone Carisi turns to Rollins and says quietly with a low hiss. "I told you to use your own computer for girly underthings shopping."
Rollins just raises an eyebrow challengingly.
Fin is back in an instant and ticks his chin in Rollins' direction. "What Broadway show did you guys end up seeing again?"
Carisi looks panicked, his eyes darting back and forth between Fin and Rollins. To his utter mortification, Rollins answers their new Sergeant nonchalantly. "We didn't. Broadway was his idea."
"Amanda –" Carisi starts.
"I hate Broadway. We stayed in and watched something better."
Carisi just looks down and shakes his head.
"You two need to be better at keeping things on the downlow," Fin admonishes them.
"Copy that," they answer in unison as he leaves once again.
This is what was really going on in Know it All, right?