I don't own any of this characters, they're Janet Evanovich's. Only Steve is mine. ; ) In my dreams……

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HE'S SO GONNA GET IT!

"And Janie Carrera's daughter is getting married on Saturday! She is such a nice girl. She works at the button- factory. And you ….!"

Oh, back to that line. While my mother was talking her "Why me?" speech that I already knew far to well, I looked through the store.

Wait. The man standing in front of the tinned food seemed fimilar. I searched through my bag and finally found the file.

Markus DeGaldo, searched for grand theft auto and drug-dealing.

"Stephanie Plum, are you even listening to me. Where are your manners that I teached you for so long?"

"Sorry, mum, but would you excuse me for a minute?"

"That's better. If you keep that up, you may will even find a good man and……."

I slowly walked up to Markus until I stood direktly behind him.

"Mr. DeGaldo, I'm Stephanie Plum representing Plum Bail Bonds. You missed your court date. How about I escort you to the station and we make out a new one?"

Hey, I really thought it could work.

Of course it didn't.

DeGaldo freaked. Totally.

He turned around, slammed me into the shelf and ran.

I stood up and ran after him, trying not to stumble about the tinned food and to forget the fish in my hair. I finally tackled him from behind and we slithered directly into the pyramid of bananas.

Oh, this man was so gonna get it!

I looked around only to see my mother standing a few meters away together with the shop- owner. I couldn't here her, but I could imgine her words.

"Why me?

"I was standing under my shower trying to cover the fish smell with the smell of my new Esprit Shower- Gel.

I had gone through a hell of a "you-are-a-bad-daughter-speech" from my mother, followed by an hour full of mocking at the station.

My head hurt and my hair smelled as if I was the little mermaid.

When I was going out of warm water I left the shower. I wrapped myself in a bifg towel and stood in front of the mirrior to brush my hair.

It isn't esay to get my hair brushed and I'm low on patience but I discovered that singing

keeps you calm and relaxed while you're thinking you are ripping your hair out.

So I sang a song that came into my mind.

"I need a man who takes the chance

For a love that burns hot enough to last

So when the night falls

My lonely heart calls

Oh, I wanna dance with somebody

I wanna feel the heat with somebody

Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody

With somebody, who loves me

Oh, I wanna dance with somebody

I wanna feel the heat with somebody

Yeah, I wanna dance with somebody

With somebody who loves me"

(Whitney Houston- I wanna dance with somebody)

"I could help you with the heat- feeling type, You know, babe!"