"Women are illogical." Danny told Mac when he caught up with him.

"Hello to you too Danny." Mac said. "I take it court didn't go well."

"It went fine, the evidence was solid."

"Then do you want to explain your statement?" Mac suggested.

"I have to take Lindsay to Coney Island to make up for the fact that I sent her flowers." He explained.

"I'm going to need more than that."

"I sent her flowers earlier because it turned out the florist near the court house had bitterroot. She spent all day trying to figure out why I sent them and now I have to take her to Brooklyn to make up for it."

"I used to send Clare flowers when I broke our plans, but one day she sat me down and told me that getting flowers should be a positive experience if I kept sending them as an apology then it took the excitement out of it. If I wanted to give them other than the usual occasions then she knew it was because I wanted to give them to her not because I felt I had to."

"So you're saying I shouldn't give her flowers as an apology?" Danny guessed.

"If you give her flowers make sure she knows its because you want to not because you felt obligated to. And have a good time at Coney Island. I'll see you tomorrow."

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"How are you doing?" Mac walked in to find Lindsay later.

"I'm fine. I'm still waiting on a few test results."

"Danny came to see me earlier."

"Let me guess women are illogical, and I'm making him take me to Coney Island as an apology for sending me flowers."

"Something like that." Mac said.

"Did he forget to mention that I was going to pay?"

"He may not have."

"I thought not. I just thought it would be fun to go and ride a roller coaster I haven't been on one in years and I still get lost I mean I've just about figure out Manhattan, Brooklyn is another matter." She paused. "And we're supposed to leave personal matters outside work." Lindsay sighed. "Sorry."

"It's okay. Have fun on the Cyclone, it's an experience."

"Thanks Mac."

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Lindsay let herself into the apartment and set the flowers down.

"Hey." Danny came out of the bedroom pulling a clean t-shirt over his head.

"Hey."

"I spilt soda down my shirt." He explained. "How long until you're ready to go?"

"You don't have to come with me if you don't want to." Lindsay told him.

"Huh?"

"You don't have to come if you don't want to. Suggesting we go to Coney Island wasn't meant as a punishment, if you don't want to go I can figure out how to get there by myself."

"Where'd this come from?"

"Apparently women are illogical."

"Montana, come on I didn't mean it like that." Danny stood in front of her.

"It's been an odd week and we haven't seen each other much. I just thought it would be fun."

"It will be."

"Not if you're only going because you want to appease me." She crossed her arms.

"I'm not."

"So you want to go?"

"It wasn't what I had planned for tonight but it will be fun."

"What did you have planned?" Lindsay asked.

"My plans involved dinner and a lot less clothes." He put his hands on her hips.

"I see."

"But we can go and ride a roller coaster; I'll even try to win you one of those stuffed toys." Danny told her.

"You really want to go?" Lindsay asked.

"Yes, if you move that cute butt of yours." He kissed her.

"It will take me ten minutes to change."

"I'll be waiting." Danny replied.

TBC