Maura scanned the crowd of people around her, searching for the familiar wild curls of Jane Rizzoli. No such luck. She pulled her phone out and fired off a text: I'm lost. Where are you? The reply was almost immediate: In the beer aisle. She looked around again, this time searching for anything resembling a collection of alcohol. Again, the search was fruitless. Where is that? Costco is a labyrinth. And it was. She'd been walking around the huge store for at least ten minutes in search of the detective with no success. Her phone buzzed with the response: Just walk to the center. It's the most important part of the store.
Stifling a giggle at Jane's description, she moved toward what she deduced was the center of the warehouse. The beer was found, but no hint of the detective anywhere in sight. She sighed and tapped out another text: I don't see you.
Jane chuckled at Maura's attempt to find her. Well now I'm over by tampons. And it was true, she grabbed a package before moving on. She'd been about to go find her wife, but then she was distracted by her phone again. Jane, we have an entire list and all you're carrying around with you is beer and tampons? It's not even 10 a.m. yet. Jane was halfway through her response of Priorities, Maura, priorities when she spotted the display shelf. BAGEL BITES ARE ON SALE. I'm grabbing ten.
Maura was perplexed. Jane had beer, tampons, and now bagel bites. How was that possible? Jane, how are you even carrying all this? Then she thought of a better question: While texting me? The response took a little longer than the others had. Really? Have you seen my arm span? Like a pterodactyl with groceries over here. She couldn't help but laugh at that. And where exactly is 'here'?
Jane stopped at the end of an aisle, deciding to actually stop and wait for her wife. She couldn't carry much more by herself after all. Produce. I'll even wait here for you ;)