Beach Volleyball (Sports Night, Dan/Casey G)
For lomedet, who wanted Sports Night with the prompts sand, apple and jigsaw.



"Beach volleyball." Casey leaned back in his chair and smiled.

Dan nearly choked on his coffee. "Beach volleyball?"

"Beach volleyball."

"What about beach volleyball?"

"Natalie says that CSN is covering the beach volleyball championships. In California."

"Beach volleyball is, according to most definitions, a sport. It's more of a sport than poker, and CSN covers poker. Which I'm sure you remember because Jeremy spent the entire time we covered it talking about it. If CSN covers poker, it can fit beach volleyball with all the pretty...girls into the jigsaw puzzle of programming." He drank the coffee, which was cool and bitter.

"Dan. Dan. Danny. My very good friend and co-anchor. Dan. If CSN covers beach volleyball in California, *we* can go to California to cover it. We can report live from the beach in California, where it is warm and not trying to decide if it should rain or snow, but it should definitely be cold and not warm." Casey sat up, his eyes dancing.

"From the beach in California? With the sun and the ocean and the sand? Which will go places sand should not go? That California? Those beaches?"

"Beach volleyball, Danny. Where the official uniform is a bikini - girls in bikinis jumping and spiking, all tan and athletic. You want to do this."

"Even if I wanted to watch girls bounce around on a beach..."

"That should be a given."

Dan rolled his eyes. "Even if I did, no way would they pay us to bring the ENTIRE production to California and let us anchor in swimsuits." He paused. "Which I don't even own anymore. And you, Mr. Minnesota, would burn into a highly unattractive apple-red that will clash with pretty much everything. And you'd expect me to rub Noxema on it."

Casey smiled at him. "This would be bad how?" He moved closer to Dan. "And the guys all wear Speedos. Which makes them as much fun as the girls."

"Speedos?"

"Speedos."

"But not on us?"

"Not on us because that would be bad."

"Would you wear one for me?"

"Only if it doesn't clash with sunburn." Casey smiled and, glancing first through the transparent walls of their office, gave Dan a quick kiss.

"Deal."