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[lvpd_sidle]

As usual, the weather in Las Vegas is sunny and hot. The streets are teeming with traffic and people, all going about their normal business.

Sara turns to look at Barry and grins. He looks utterly enthralled with the chaos around them. "Let's stash your stuff in my apartment for now--we can come back later." He nods in agreement, and soon she's driving them to the crime lab.

Sitting in the parking lot, she hesitates before getting out.

"Is everything all right?" His concern touches her, as it always does.

"Yes--it's just a little strange to be here as a visitor."

He takes her hand, squeezing it comfortingly, before they head into the building.

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[lvpd_sidle]

"The festival--most of the people with kids would be gone by now. There is a method to my madness."

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

"I never doubted it. Much." He smiles and gets up to kiss her as the table is cleared. She pays the check, and off they go. He hasn't really thought much about the jazz festival, actually. Which surprises him. And when he does stop to think about it, he begins to realize that it's Sara who occupies his thoughts more and more.

Which might be why his smile never wavers during the ride to the festival.

[lvpd_sidle]

"I'm so reassured." She smiles while driving out a little ways, to one of the many city parks.

There is a small lake within this one, and plenty of small trees and flowers. The festival is naturally being held in the shadiest areas.

There are plenty of people there, but the atmosphere is very relaxed. They walk hand in hand around, just listening and taking things in.

[ooc: I have to leave early today--want to wrap there? We can work on going to the club some other time. :)]

[silverageflash.livejournal.com]

And naturally, among those holding hands are Sara and Barry. Sara find a nice spot not too far from the stage but away from the larger crowds, and unfurls a blanket. They sit, listening to jazz both old and new, and hug, and embrace, and kiss as well, and exchange meaningful glances, and have a generally wonderful time.

[ooc: sounds good to me. we could try to do the rest tommorow - e-mail me.]