It was six o'clock and Lindsay was headed out of the lab. She had had a long day, but her shift was over and she had a bachelorette party to get to. Lindsay bounced down the hall to Stella's office.
Lindsay popped her head into Stella's office and around the corner.
"I'm outta here, Stella. I'll see you tomorrow?" Lindsay said.
"Sure, see you… Whoa!" Stella exclaimed, looking up from her paperwork to take in Lindsay's outfit. Lindsay was wearing tight black jeans, which looked like she had painted them on, a black leather halter-top that showed quite a bit of her midriff and black stiletto heels. "Where are you going?"
"To a bachelorette party." Lindsay said, looking down at her outfit. Before she had time to really take it in, she heard a long, high whistle behind her.
"Wow. Monroe. If I had known that you had outfits like that in your closet, I would have asked you out before Messer had the chance!" Flack's voice was unmistakable and Lindsay could hear the smile plastered across his face even without turning around.
When Lindsay did turn around, she was face to face with Flack and Danny. Flack was grinning wildly and Danny seemed to be unable to move or speak and was about to drool.
"Do you like it?" Lindsay asked innocently.
"As a matter of fact I do." Flack said, nodding his head.
"Well I just stopped in to check in with Stella about the DNA results before I leave for the night." Lindsay said. Stella got up and walked over to where Lindsay was standing with Flack and Danny. Danny still hadn't said anything and Flack still had that stupid grin on his face. Stella handed Lindsay the file and began to explain the latest results of their case while Lindsay flipped through a few pages.
"So, DNA comes back as a match to…" Stella stopped and glared at Flack. "Hey, Flack! Lindsay can tell when you're staring at her breasts!"
Flack turned a deep shade of red and became incredibly interested in his shoes.
"I wasn't." Flack muttered.
"It's okay." Lindsay assured him, handing the file back to Stella.
"I mean, in that outfit, your eyes naturally go there… but now I'm fine." Flack said gathering up the courage to look up at Lindsay and Stella.
"Why are you wearing that?" Danny asked, finally finding the power of speech.
"Well, I assume she's going to an important business meeting." Flack said sarcastically.
"I'm going to a bachelorette party. It's biker themed. I might even get to ride a hog" Lindsay said. She started backing out of the office and walking down the hall. Flack and Danny followed, now intimately interested in the details of Lindsay and her bachelorette party.
"It's biker-themed? And you're going to ride a hog?" Danny asked. Now that he had overcome the mute, drooling stage, he found this newfound side of Lindsay Monroe intriguing.
"Hey! I know the lingo." Lindsay protested.
Lindsay had been so involved in joking around with Flack and Danny that it came as a complete surprise when she collided with something solid and almost fell to the ground. Mac quickly grabbed Lindsay by the shoulders to steady her and keep her from falling over.
"Oh, Mac… I'm sorry. I wasn't watching where I was going." Lindsay immediately apologized.
"I assume that you're not headed to a scene dressed like that and that you're either going home or on an undercover sting that I don't know about." Mac said. As usual, his tone never wavered from his normal business-like seriousness.
"She's going to a bachelorette party." Danny explained.
"It's biker themed." Flack added with a smile.
"I don't think I want to know any more." Mac said. "Lindsay, have a good night. Danny, Flack… get back to work."
With that, Mac turned and walked back into his office. Lindsay turned around to bid the guys a final farewell before heading out for the night.
"You guys have a good night. I'll see you both tomorrow." Lindsay assured Flack and Danny.
"Don't get into too much trouble, Montana." Danny said as Lindsay walked away. Lindsay turned around to walk backwards and smile at Danny.