Title: So... Pancakes?
Fandom: White Collar, Suits, Psych
Rating: PG
Length: 145 words
Content notes: None
Summary: Brainiac-trio tries to solve a puzzle.


Mozzie: Maybe they're a code. Each digit is a letter and it spells a word.

Mike: Right, but that doesn't spell anything coherent.

Mozzie: It's probably a shift cypher, not a direct substitution.

Mike: Okay. But we still need the key - how far to shift.

Shawn: Guys... guys - it's six numbers. It's a locker combination.

Mozzie: Why? Because our bad guy is a high school student and stashed the loot before chem-lab?

Shawn: Maybe.

Mike: Convincing argument. I thought you were a psychic.

Mozzie: Fake psychic. Actual psychics aren't real.

Shawn: I'm real. I solve cases for the police with my powers.

Mozzie: Get in line, kid. I don't advertise, but I've helped out the Feds.

Mike: Can we compare resumes later? We have a puzzle to solve.

Shawn: Let's skip the puzzle and go get pancakes instead.

Mozzie & Mike: *share a look* Sure why not.