UNDER THE DISCO BALL:

Part Two

On the way back from the club, Maura and I are laughing and she's telling stories about the night club she went to in Massachusetts.

"Two lesbian witches hit on me."
"How did you know they were witches?"
"Well, they had black hair and black lipstick and really pale, pale skin."
"Well, then were they witches or Goths?"
"Are the Goths the ones who wear all the black?"
"Yeah."
"Well, then they were Goths, cause witches don't really look like... anything. Right?"
"Pretty much."

The whole time Dean is driving and looking directly ahead with no expression. His boyfriend is right beside him. Maura tries to get his attention. He doesn't answer.

"Dean!" she says. He finally answers. All night he has been spacing out like this.