Hey,
You are not going to believe where I just came from…guess…come on. Okay fine I just got back from a pub where MAC was playing bass in a jazz band. I'm serious. Mac was playing bass; I think I had to blink a number of times to make sure I wasn't hallucinating.
I'd think Lindsay had spiked my drink, but I hadn't gotten it yet. Oh yeah did I mention Lindsay invited me out to see Mac play…or maybe it wasn't just for that reason. I'm not exactly sure yet, let me backtrack, I tend to get ahead of myself sometimes.
I think I have had my quota for weird cases. Today we had a case of a corpse with glue covering his face. Yes, it's true, glue…wanna know the weirdest thing, it was some kind of poster turf war that killed this guy. I've said it before and I'll say it again I will never understand people. (Woman most of all, but again with the getting ahead)
Working with Lindsay was different today I have no idea why. She seemed a lot calmer and relaxed. I think she was yelling something at me when I found these gluey footprints…she gave me a funny look later like I had missed something.
What? I was following the evidence; I ended up finding the killer didn't I? Not that I knew it at the time. He reminded me of this rep that used to try and sign the band I played in way back in the day. I never liked the skeezes that wanna use someone else's talent to make them money. Pisses me off.
Mac helped us a bit with the case, which was odd. Of course now that I'm fully aware of his affinity to playing the bass I guess it wasn't as odd as I thought. He helped us figure some stuff out about the murder, so hell who am I to complain?
If Lindsay didn't like my joke of sticking to the case like glue (come on it's funny right?) then she definitely had a reaction when I asked her if she wanted to see Rough Sects. It's the name of the band, but she didn't know that, I coulda kissed that look off her face. But you know I didn't, cause that would be wrong.
Anyway the case is closed, its old news anyway. Weirdest part of my day Lindsay implies early on in the case that she knows Mac better than I do. Okay so it was a corny ass joke, but he laughed damnit…fine he was probably humouring me…but he hasn't done that in a good long while.
Anyway I didn't think she had a clue about Mac Taylor, I mean come on, how long have I worked for the man? Then she says to me, with this coy look on her face that I'm too meet her at this bar tonight and wouldn't tell me why. So sue me I got a bit nervous and yeah I'll admit it, excited too but confused none the less…let me get this straight you aren't hungry enough to eat with me but you want to have a drink with me?
Then again now that I look at the whole picture, maybe she just wanted me to see Mac…but why? Why would she care? Why not just leave it alone, my relationship with our boss shouldn't make any difference to her.
See this is what happens when you let a woman invite you somewhere and buy you drinks, you start over analyzing shit.
I gotta admit she's a lot of fun and this new thing she's doing with her hair, I love it. I know I wasn't going to remember her hair; but I can't help it this wavy thing is killin' me.
I wonder if this was just a one time thing. I hope not.
