Another NY RP-A New Fight-Smacked

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Lindsay sighed. "Thanks Jane. I don't suppose you were watching through the glass with all the other men?" she asked harshly. She took the file from her. "So what did you find?" she asked as she switched legs to support her. She had black stilettos on and she was very uncomfortable, but she wasn't going to complain about the amount of attention she was getting.
 
"Does your suspect have a sister? Because the blood had seven allels in common with the DNA sample you gave me." said Jane, handing over the folder with the results in it.
 
Mac had to laugh too, despite having expected it. He listened to what Jane was saying about the DNA. "Could be" he said. "Or...what about parent-child similarity, would that read the same way?"

(lol wonder what experiment THAT would be...nurse's outfit)
 
(that would be allels. I think I spelled that right. Epithelials are left behind for example, when you pull a rope.)
Lindsay sighed and looked at Mac. "You just wouldn't let me change in the lab, you had to embarass me and make me get go to get my clothes. You could have at least gotten them for me Mac." she told him. "It's possible that the sister could have done it, I met with her, she said that they hadn't talked in a while, but she lives in a small apartment not too far from here, and I checked with our victims insurance company, she was looking into what he had in his will. That's motive if I have ever seen it."
 
(I knew that, no I didn't, but what ever)

Jane left those two to argue. DNA was swammped today, but you know what they say crime doesn't sleep, and neither did she.
 
Danny and Flack looked over and eyed Lindsay for a moment, both grinning like idiots. "So Mac.. I don't suppose you took some pictures too while you were at it, huh?" Flack asked, clearly amused by the sight.

Danny was trying to suppress his sniggering to a smirk. God only knows what would happen once Flack got his hands on those pictures. "So.. someone fill me in here?" Danny asked.
 
Lindsay snapped her head to Flack. "No pictures." she told him. "We were recreating a crime scene. I was playing the girl that was seducing our vic, and....you know what, why am I explaining this to you, you're not on this case." she said to him. She then sighed. "Danny, I'm hungry, take me out to eat." she told him. "AND GET ME OUT OF THIS THING!"
 
Flack nearly fell out of his seat with laughter, cluching his now aching stomach. Even if this wasn't supposed to be funny, it was somewhat hillarious to see Lindsay 'freaking out' like that. "Where's a friggin' camera when you need it?" he asked to no one in particular.

Danny was trying very hard not to laugh. "Mac, concider yourself one lucky man," Danny teased before grabbing his coat and wrapping it around Lindsay's shoulders. "Locker room. You ain't changing here where there's glass walls."
 
"I wasn't planning on it." Lindsay said as she took Danny's coat and thanked him. She sent a cold hard stare to Flack, who was still lying on the floor. She smirked with an idea.

She took Danny's coat off and hung it over a chair, planning to pick it up again. "I'll be right back." she said as she went to the nearest ladies room and did up her hair, makeup and pushed up her puppies a bit.(haha)

When Lindsay came back into the room, she looked dropdead gorgeous. Her heels clicked against the floor as she walked up to Danny and gave him a seductive look. If Flack was going to laugh at her like that, she was going to do something to make him wish he hadn't.

She came up real close to Danny, sort of getting in his face. "Danny, will you take me out to dinner?" she asked with a whiney voice as she played with his tie, and then shot a glance to Flack, hopefully making him jealous.
 
Danny blinked, watching Lindsay walk off. When she returned, his jaw nearly hit the floor. If it were possible to get nose bleeds like guys did in animes, Danny would surely be dead by now from blood loss.

Flack had composed himself but when Lindsay walked into the room, he nearly keeled over. "I have one comment, and one comment alone. Then I'm steppin' out of this. Messer, I hate you," Flack deadpanned.

Danny was kind of at a loss for words, stepping back to take a look at Lindsay for a moment before looking over to Flack. "Suck it up, buttercup," he shot back, rethinking everything for a moment. "Dinner.. After you get dressed. I owe ya anyways," Danny said with a grin.
 
Lindsay smiled up at Danny. She then smirked over to Flack. She grabbed the coat that Danny had given her earlier and threw it over her shoulders again. But before she did, she took one last look at Flack. "What happened Flack? I thought it was funny? What changed your mind?" she asked before turning to Danny. "Meet you out at the car." she told him with a smile.
 
Flack soon had his head in his hands, hunched over. He wasn't about to forget that image for a LOOOOOOONG time to come. "Get outta here before I remove you myself," Flack muttered.

It was Danny's turn to laugh and grin. "Awwwww, poor Flackie," he teased. "Sure, meet you out there soon."
 
"I gotta do it." Lindsay said to Danny. She walked over to Flack and gave him a kiss on the cheek. "See you tomorrow Detective Flack." she said as she ruffled a hand through his hair and then went off into the locker room to get changed. She changed into a pair of stretch jeans with a blue camisole with black lace trimming the hem. She looked at herself in the mirror. If only Danny knew how serious she was when she was "seducing" him.
 
Flack was next to tackling Danny and taking the smaller man outside to an alley. When Lindsay came over and kissed his cheek, he could feel his ears start to go red, willing himself to not look up. "Night, Lindsay," Flack replied, waving a hand to her a bit.

Danny was smirking when he saw the blush on Flack's face and ears. Yep, that did it, the tall detective was scarred for life. Danny went over and patted Flack's head, grinning. "Don't worry, Donny-boy, you won't die," he teased, making a mad dash for the door a second later.

Flack's head jerked up, grabbing the remote control to the break room TV that was on the table and hurling it right at Danny, instead, having it fly down to the end of the hall, missing Danny completely. "I'm gonna kill 'im someday," he growled.
 
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