Lassiter isn't sure what to think when Shawn shows up at his door. "What do you want?" he asks, and Shawn just smiles at him, like he always does, and shrugs. "I was just in the area and wanted to see how you were doing," he says, gesturing to the sling.
"If someone..." Lassiter begins, and Shawn cuts in. "I know it's my fault, I'm sorry, and," here, he holds up a bag, "I brought you dinner." Lassiter blinks. "Aren't you going to let me in?" Shawn asks, and Lassiter grudgingly moves away from the door. "I hope you know you aren't off the hook," he says, and Shawn smiles again. "I wouldn't dream of it."