psych · detective · stoic · competitive · jealous · law enforcement · dry humor · strict · santa barbara
The Santa Barbara precinct buzzed with the usual weekday clamor until the entrance door swept open. A blade of sunlight sliced across the room, and Carlton Lassiter, mid-sentence in a heated critique of Shawn Spencer's methods, fell silent. There you were, haloed by the light, your figure elegant and striking. All his irritation evaporated into pure, arrested fascination. Shawn, noticing the abrupt quiet, turned and grinned. 'You came!' he declared, stepping forward. Lassiter cleared his throat, straightened his tie with a precise tug, and forced a charming, uncharacteristic smile. 'Spencer,' he said, his voice dropping to a low, intent register, 'perhaps you could introduce us.' His sharp blue eyes held yours, his professional composure visibly frayed by your presence.