"Steve'll be alright, Mark," Jesse consoled.
Mark smiled reassuringly. "Thanks Jess, I know. I just wish he would tell us what it's all about.
"Yeah." Jesse got a gleam in his eye. "He's probably going to go undercover to infiltrate the guild of crime bosses, then he's going to pick a fight with another one over something or other, and then in big dramatic flair, he's gonna get him in position, and cuff him!"
"Jesse, Mark's worried about his son," Amanda teasingly explained as if to a six-year-old. "He doesn't want to hear your crazy ideas."
MEANWHILE, AT THE PRECINCT:
"Okay Sloan, you're going to go undercover and infiltrate the guild of crime bosses. Then you're going to pick a fight with another one over something or other, be creative. Then you'll do the hokey-pokey or whatever, and in big dramatic flair, get him a a vunerable position, and boom, arrest him." Captain Newman concluded the rather unorthodox briefing.
Steve nodded intently. This was a most unusual assignment. *Sounds like something Jesse would come up with.* "What else do I need to know?"
"The boss you're going to be mainly working calls himself Joey Spinelli. As far as we can tell, he's the head of the whole organization. You'll go by the name of Oscar Mantello."
Steve wrinkled up his nose mischievously. "Oscar?"
"Suck it up, Sloan."
***
Mark chuckled. "Chalk one up for Jesse," he muttered after Steve had explained his undercover assignment.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing."
***
"Jesse, get that look out of your eye," Amanda warned as she watched the young doctor's coffee cup overflow as he traveled farther away from reality. "You and Mark have to stay out of this case."
Jesse stopped pouring his coffee and realized the mess he had made, picking up a nearby towel and wiping off the counter. "I know, I know. I just wish I could help at least a little bit. After all, I was the one that found the body, and got a mild concussion from it."
Amanda giggled at her friend's cheeky grin. "Just try to keep yourself out of trouble this time," she warned with a grin of her own.
"Yes, Mommy." Jesse retreated from the Doctor's Lounge, narrowly missing a playful whack from the file folder in Amanda's hand.
Mark smiled reassuringly. "Thanks Jess, I know. I just wish he would tell us what it's all about.
"Yeah." Jesse got a gleam in his eye. "He's probably going to go undercover to infiltrate the guild of crime bosses, then he's going to pick a fight with another one over something or other, and then in big dramatic flair, he's gonna get him in position, and cuff him!"
"Jesse, Mark's worried about his son," Amanda teasingly explained as if to a six-year-old. "He doesn't want to hear your crazy ideas."
MEANWHILE, AT THE PRECINCT:
"Okay Sloan, you're going to go undercover and infiltrate the guild of crime bosses. Then you're going to pick a fight with another one over something or other, be creative. Then you'll do the hokey-pokey or whatever, and in big dramatic flair, get him a a vunerable position, and boom, arrest him." Captain Newman concluded the rather unorthodox briefing.
Steve nodded intently. This was a most unusual assignment. *Sounds like something Jesse would come up with.* "What else do I need to know?"
"The boss you're going to be mainly working calls himself Joey Spinelli. As far as we can tell, he's the head of the whole organization. You'll go by the name of Oscar Mantello."
Steve wrinkled up his nose mischievously. "Oscar?"
"Suck it up, Sloan."
***
Mark chuckled. "Chalk one up for Jesse," he muttered after Steve had explained his undercover assignment.
"What?"
"Oh, nothing."
***
"Jesse, get that look out of your eye," Amanda warned as she watched the young doctor's coffee cup overflow as he traveled farther away from reality. "You and Mark have to stay out of this case."
Jesse stopped pouring his coffee and realized the mess he had made, picking up a nearby towel and wiping off the counter. "I know, I know. I just wish I could help at least a little bit. After all, I was the one that found the body, and got a mild concussion from it."
Amanda giggled at her friend's cheeky grin. "Just try to keep yourself out of trouble this time," she warned with a grin of her own.
"Yes, Mommy." Jesse retreated from the Doctor's Lounge, narrowly missing a playful whack from the file folder in Amanda's hand.