Pineapple Vodka

"Shawn, you almost ready to go?"

"Gimme a moment, I'm still working on my hair," Shawn replied.

"I've been waiting forever! Can't you go faster?"

"Sorry Jules, but perfection doesn't just happen," Shawn joked.

Juliet sat back down, Shawn was the only man she knew that would keep the woman waiting getting his hair fixed instead of the other way around. She guessed that's part of who Shawn was.

"Tada!" Shawn stepped out of the bathroom, making a big deal out of his appearance.

"Shouldn't you say how do I look and do a little twirl while you're at it?" Juliet teased.

"You know, I think you're right. I could wear a dress too!" Shawn laughed as he walked towards Juliet and opened the door. They walked out of the room and waited for the elevator to arrive.

"So, tomorrow we begin tracking this guy down in earnest. We are going to need to find contacts of his and find his normal hangouts. We already got some information from his girlfriend about where he tended to snowboard and who he snowboarded with." Juliet explained.

"Do we need to get skis and equipment?"

"No, it's all been provided, they already had our shoe sizes for boots and heights for the skis and poles. By the way, have you skied before Shawn?"

"Actually, I'm a renowned Olympic snowboarder. My real last name is White and I've been undercover as a psychic in Santa Barbara this whole time."

"Shawn," Juliet warned.

"Hmph, fine. Don't believe me. Anyhoo, as for skiing, I've skied a few times, I think I can handle it."

"I hope so."

"C'mon Jules, don't deny that I'm the most athletic guy you know." Juliet grinned in response. The elevator doors opened and Shawn and Juliet walked out, passing by an elderly couple on the way out. They walked into the restaurant and took a seat at the bar.

The bartender walked up and they placed their orders. Shawn got a beer and a burger and Juliet ordered a grilled cheese and a beer. "We could've been eating at a fancy restaurant, but you had to insist on the cheapest one." Shawn complained.

"What do you expect? All of the costs go straight back to the police department."

"C'mon, just imagine Lassie's face hearing that we were dining and living in the lap of luxury day and night!" Shawn stated gleefully. They quickly settled down into comfortable conversation until their food arrived. Shawn began to scarf down his food while Juliet ate at a leisurely pace. After finishing eating Juliet excused herself as she went to the bathroom.

When she returned there was yellow drink in front of her seat. She glanced over at Shawn and he gave her a sheepish grin, "It's a mixture of vodka and pineapple! I already bought it, so you may as well try it!"

"Haha, fine Shawn." She took a sip, and looked back at Shawn in surprise, "It's actually good!"

"See, pineapple makes everything better!" Juliet giggled and quickly covered her mouth. Time went by, and Juliet and Shawn continued to drink and talk for a while. After a half hour and three pineapple vodkas each, Shawn stood up. "Dance with me?"

Juliet, who was a bit more than tipsy, giggled, "Suuure Shawn."

They got up and walked into the crowd of people and began to dance. The song, Don't Stop Believin', was playing. Juliet rested her head on Shawn's shoulder and Shawn held her close. After dancing for a couple minutes Juliet stumbled and began to fall and Shawn caught her.

"Jules, I think it's time to call it a night."

"But Shawn, the night's just getting started!" Shawn chuckled at her enthusiasm and led her out of the restaurant. They head back to their room, Juliet looking around dazedly as if the world was new and amazing.

When they got into the room Juliet lay down on the bed and gestured towards Shawn to join her. He hesitated for a moment, and then gave in and joined her.

"You know who is awesome?" Shawn shook his head, "Lassiter, he's such a sweetheart." Shawn looked at her aghast, she was really out of it wasn't she. "You have really deep eyes, Shawn."

Juliet began to lean towards Shawn. Shawn's mind began to go one hundred miles an hour.

This was his chance, if he wanted. She was initiating it. Right?

He had waited for this for so long. Why was he even questioning doing this?

Any other girl…but that's just it. Juliet wasn't any other girl. She was his Jules, even if she wasn't his…yet.

He looked into her eyes, her deep blue eyes, and loudly said, "Good night Jules."

Shawn got off the bed and lay down on the floor. Juliet was left looking confused.