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So I should, ya know, cancel that standing order for flowers and chocolate for you, Stel? *amused*

Oh BITE me, Flack. [rolls eyes]

*lips stretch over white teeth in an exaggerated smile*

What's with the hostility towards the big V?

It's a commercial holiday, Don. All to make money. If you can't say you love someone any other time of the year...it doesn't mean anything.

Sorry...just sick of seeing this bullshit everywhere I go in the city. The drug stores, department stores...[sighs]

*lifts his hands up in the universal sign of surrender* Whoa, whoa. Alright. I get it. *shakes his head and drops his hand* And for the most part I agree but, come on, it's kinda romantic. Candy, flowers, candlelit dinner on the balcony...I thought that's what most ladies liked?

It depends...if it's genuine, and not because it's the day that it is...other than an anniversary, or something like that...then it doesn't mean much.

I do like romantic, Flack. I do. It's when it's phony and put on...that it's annoying.

[smiles]

*wonders what it says about him that he liked doing that sort of thing for his girlfriends, if he still had one, during the holiday*

Sounds like you need a night out on the town or a day at the spa. *comes up to, placing his hands on her shoulders and squeezing gently* All that tension can't be good for you.

If I had the money or the time...that would be great, Don. Thanks for thinking of me.

[smiles]

Always got a soft spot in my heart for one of the best CSIs this side of the River. *winks, grinning*

And you know if you ask, Mac'll give you a couple days, Stel. He don't like seein' you unhappy. None of us do.

You flatterer. [waves him off, blushing]

You're such a sweet talker. Well, if Mac gave me a few days, you wanna go with? I'll make sure Danny won't give you shit about getting a facial. [chuckles]

*lifts a brow high* Me...at a spa? *barks out a laugh* You plan on draggin' me in kickin' and screamin', Stel? *shakes head* How about you go to the spa and I provide the dinner and drinks down at Sullivan's?

Not even a massage? Every guy can use a massage. I'm sure there will be some nice lady to help you with your aching back.

[lifts eyebrow, hoping to convince him]

I think I'll stick to the chiropractor for my back aches, thanks.

I'll pitch in for dinner and drinks but you're on the own with them mud baths and aroma therapy rubs.

Okay...okay...I thought that would hook ya in, but whatever. It's not like it's one of those seedy places, where you get a 'happy ending'. [laughs]

Okay, I'm up for dinner. [grins and winks]

[OOC: If you want to do a PSL, let me know...]

Don't remind me. I still remember that raid with Vice durin' my first year. *winces and shudders* Quickest way to turn a guy off of a good rub down...

We'll see how it rolls up on Valentines but you got yourself a date, Bonasera.

Okay Don...hopefully my shift won't be too long that day. Maybe I can have Mac give me some PTO (Paid Time Off).

*lifts a shoulder, shrugging* Put the request in early enough and maybe he will. Gotta catch it early, ya know.

Yep...that's true. I'll let you know...

Cupid obviously didn't shoot ya this year, did he?

*chuckles, obviously joking*

[rolls eyes] Yeah, Flack...well, there's someone I'm fond of, but I doubt he's into me...so, life goes on...

Nothing like fake flowers and overly sweet candy to express fake emotions and inspire massacres.

Exactly. And you are?

I'm Josef. And I know my reasons for not enjoying the holiday, but what are yours? You seem to hold quite the beef. *sly grin*

It's just phony, Josef. If you can't say 'I Love You' at any other time of the year...it's just plain annoying.

You're preaching to the choir. I just get out of it by never saying that. Any time of the year. *raises an eyebrow* but it's not annoyance I hear in that voice. Bitterness perhaps? Expected a valentine you didn't get?

Eh...not really. But just bad luck in the love game. All of the guys that I've dated have tried to kill me, or have someone close to me killed. Psychos, all of them.

So, you can see that I'm cynical about love in general. [sighs]

I hear that's a catching problem among men these days.

Yes, a regular disease. There are only a few people I trust in the department. I think a few of them are here, too.

Trust isn't always necessary for an enjoyable night out. Or even a relationship really. I mean, everyone has their secrets.

True, but I don't do casual relationships. In this day and age, you can't afford to. But, I see your point.

*chuckles* I think I'm living testament to the opposite. I don't do anything but casual relationships.

Somehow, I gathered that. What do you do in the mean time...play the stock market? Are independently wealthy? Own a business?

[her detective mind is working overtime, trying to figure him out]

All three *smirks, enjoying the evasion*

Stella Bonasera, NYPD. [offers her hand for a handshake]

*shakes it* Josef Kostan, here on vacation.

So, you're not from New York. Where ya from?

LA

Ah...must be terribly cold for you here. Probably wishing you'd rather go back home. [laughs]

*chuckles* Nah, the change of scenery is nice. And besides, LA'll be there if I leave this week or next. And the wonderful people at Armani set me up with a warm jacket, so I'll survive the winter.

Armani, eh? Figures. Nice to meet you...thanks for listening.

*tilts his head, wondering if that was a dismissal* Always my pleasure to indulge a beautiful woman.

[blushes involuntarily] It was a pleasure talking to you.

[OOC: Hey, do you want to do PSL with Stella? Doesn't have to be romantic, can be something case oriented...maybe bring Mick into it?? Let me know.]

It's only fun if you're with someone, and even then it can be so stressful. *sighs*