Don Flack couldn't believe that he had been talked in to joining the NYPD's Christmas Choir.
Each previous year he had always managed to avoid participating; but this year only detectives who had active cases were excused, and Don wasn't that lucky.
The black haired man glanced to his left and then to his right, before smirking smugly.
While he might not have been able to get out of his current prediciment, neither had Mac, Danny or Hawkes; why none of the women had been forced into this, the homicide detective didn't know.
"This sucks," Danny grumbled, stating what Don was thinking.
"It's only once a year, Danny," Hawked pointed out, looking quite content with being in the choir.
"Don't mean I 'av to like gettin' dressed up like this."
Don turned to his friend. "Speed doesn't think you look hot in uniform?"
Danny smirked mischeviouly. But before he could reply, Mac cut in, "Far more information about Danny's love life than I need to know."
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