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.