"use your psychic powers to deduce my whole deal. i won't be mad. i won't even run you over with the patrol car." freebie from jemima to shawn hiii and goodnight
"Well, the spirits can be a little finicky. Especially out here. Not enough wifi to leech off of, and then they get grumpy 'cause they can't use their data plan out here... anyways."
With his preamble finally rounding down, Shawn hit his trademark psychic pose -- fingers to his temples, eyes locked in concentration. He'd seen some others in town during his brief stakeout, flashing back to when he'd taken a (probably legal but better left unspoken) poke around through the Sheriff's Department. A familiar face he'd seen. As if coming to his senses, Shawn jerked himself back.
"Huh. The powers that be are giving me some classic childhood favourites. The Parent Trap. Mary-Kate and Ashley. So it's either a storied career as a child actor, or..." He snapped his fingers, a 'dawning realization' on the tip of his tongue.
"Twins, right? There's another one of you running around here. Another officer? That's kind of sweet. And you even have the same initials. J names really are popular out here. And... yep. Yes. I’m sensing you’re the older one.”