'James Flenderson?' Gus said and looked to Shawn.

Shawn nodded.

'How did you know his name?' Gus said and turnted left with his car.

'You remember that restaurant my dad took us to?' Shawn said and looked to Gus.

'Yes,' Gus said. 'You was staring to the waitress the whole time.'

'I know, I could marry her,' Shawn said. 'But that's not it. The male waiter, was

named… can you guess?'

'James Flenderson,' Gus said and stopped the car.

'Exactly,' Shawn said and walked to the restaurant.

'Why are there no cops?' Gus said, while looking for a police car.

'Because they took the wrong way.' Shawn grinned.

'The wrong way? Wait, did you….' Gus gave Shawn a dirty look.

'You told the cops they had to go left?! Shawn, they can jail you for this.

'I know, but now we can talk with little James first.'

Shawn walked to the front door from the restaurant and entered.

'Excuse me, is there a James Flenderson here?'

A young man looked up. 'I am James Flenderson. Do whe know each other?'

'I'm Shawn Spencer, Psychic for the SBPD. This is my partner Parklington Dudu.'

'That's not my name!' Gus said and looked to Shawn.

'Scrap that. This is my partner Hallelujah Halgrum.'

Gus sighed. 'We'd like to ask you some questions about your mother, Daisy

Flenderson.'

James looked to Shawn. 'My mom?' he said and gulped. 'Can whe talk somewhere

else, please?'

'My mom,' James said, 'was a very happy woman. She used to walk through the park

every day.' James looked down and wiped away a tear. 'Why would someone do this

to her?'

'We're trying to find that out,' Shawn said and placed a hand on his shoulder.

'But first, you have to tell us something about your family.'

'My family?' James said and looked up.

'O-ok. I have a sister. She's named Tara. My uncle is named Lenny, but everyone

calls him "Flenny". And my dad was named Riley, but he

passed away when I was 8.'

'Ok, any other family members?'

'No, only, my fiancee, Dana.'

'Your fiancee?' Gus said. 'Aren't you a little bit young to get married?'

'I am. My mother didn't like it.' James looked to Shawn and stood up.

'Can I go back, now?' he said and looked to the restaurant. 'Their waiting for me.'

'Yes, you can go back, thanks for the information.'

Shawn walked away. 'Oh, there's one more thing. Where does she live?'

'Dana!' Shawn shouted. 'Dana, whe need to talk to you!'

Slowly, the door opened. 'Who are you?' a womand voice said.

'Shawn Spencer,' Shawn said. 'I talked with your fiancee.'

'James?' Dana said. 'You talked with him?'

'I did,' Shawn said. 'Can I come in?'

Dana nodded. 'How is he?' she said. 'Does he misses her?'

'Ofcourse he does,' Shawn said. 'It was his mother.'

Dana looked down. 'I havn't seen him in a while.'

'Why not?' Shawn said and looked to Dana.

'He looked so sad. I though he needed some time alone.'

A big tear rolled down her cheeck.

Shawn looked next to him, where Gus cried with her.

'Gus, please, act like a man.'

'I can't help it Shawn, you know that,' Gus said and made cry noises.

Shawn turned his head to Dana and looked her in the eyes.

'Dana,' he said. 'Do you have anything to do with the murder?'

'What?!' Dana said. 'Who do you think I am?!'

'A young girl, who wants to marry her lover, who had a mother who doesn't want

that to happen.'

'She changed her mind!' Dana said and stood up.

'It would be better if you would go away,' she said and pointed to the door.

Shawn stood up. 'We'll talk about this later,' he said and walked to the door.