Shawn gives a silly, drunk chuckle. "Different! 's good. 's true. Because. We're Indy. Not the movie with the whip, sadly, but pendent. Whoa, she's sooo gonna crash into that waiter." Shawn chuckles again, grinning widely when he spots Lassiter taking off the tie.
He takes a long sip of his drink and bangs it back on the counter, spilling a little. "Why don't you wanna sing with me? Dude, that dress was expensive. You can cho-hose the song, righty? I'ma gonna let you cho-hose. 'cause you're not scaared, are you, Lassy-face!"
In a short distance behind them there is a crash and some cursing when another guest, a woman in high heels, somehow managed to bang into a waiter and having drinks spilled all over her dress. "You moron! You got any idea how expensive that dress was!"
Shawn doesn't bother, his overly bright eyes fixed on the detective. "Did I ever tell you how I got lost on a raft in Costa Rica?"
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Date: 2007-11-13 11:34 pm (UTC)He takes a long sip of his drink and bangs it back on the counter, spilling a little. "Why don't you wanna sing with me? Dude, that dress was expensive. You can cho-hose the song, righty? I'ma gonna let you cho-hose. 'cause you're not scaared, are you, Lassy-face!"
In a short distance behind them there is a crash and some cursing when another guest, a woman in high heels, somehow managed to bang into a waiter and having drinks spilled all over her dress. "You moron! You got any idea how expensive that dress was!"
Shawn doesn't bother, his overly bright eyes fixed on the detective. "Did I ever tell you how I got lost on a raft in Costa Rica?"