Shawn and Gus were at a crime scene doing what they always did. Checking for clues to see if it was a potential murder. It appeared as though a woman committed suicide. She took a swan dive off a cliff. As usual, Shawn and Gus tagged along to the crime scene to dig up any clues.

"I don't know, Shawn. This seems like suicide." Gus always had doubts about Shawn's antics. But he never questioned his decisions. Well, almost never. Shawn scoured the crime scene, but he couldn't find any trace of foul play.

"Well, I guess you're right, Gus. I can't find anything. It was definitely suicide."

"And we're definitely not getting paid."

"Don't worry, Gus. There will be plenty of brutal murders with 'paycheck' written all over them. Which would make it weird if we happened to find a dead body with the word 'paycheck' written all over it."

"Shawn, we need a paycheck. Especially after what you did to my car."

"Come on, Gus, how many times do I have to say I'm sorry? It was an honest mistake!"

"You painted my car red! Cherry red! That's a company car, Shawn!"

"You sent me mixed signals! I thought you were hinting to me that you wanted your car painted cherry red!"

"I simply said that my car was cherry. I didn't say I wanted it to look like one!"

"Gus, I promise, once I have the money, I will fix the Blueberry."

"It's not the Blueberry anymore. Now it's the Cranberry."

"Now it's the Cherry. And now cherry sounds ridiculous. If you say a word enough times, it won't sound like a word anymore."

"I'm still mad at you." Juliet walked up to them.

"So, Shawn, is there a murderer?" Shawn put his middle finger to his temple.

"I am sensing that the girl who fell off the cliff jumped off it. Or just fell, I'm not sure how she took her dive." Juliet sighed with relief.

"Well, at least there's not a killer out there. Thanks, Shawn." She walked away to talk with Lassiter.

"Hey, if it'll make you feel better, we can go out for Japa Dogs." Gus paused.

"Fine." He agreed.

"Okay, your treat." Shawn patted him on the back as he walked toward the Bl- I mean, the Cherry. After they stopped for Japa Dogs, they went back to the Psych office. Once Gus parked the Cherry, he got a phone call. He checked his caller ID.

"It's Juliet." He said.

"Alright, you take that, I'll be inside." Shawn got out of the Cherry as Gus answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Hey, Gus. Get this: we've got another suicide."

"What? Again?"

"Yeah. Another woman jumped off a cliff. Can you and Shawn get down here?"

"Of course. Where are you?" Juliet gave Gus the location of the second victim and they both hung up. He got out of the Cherry and walked into the office.

"Shawn? We've got another victim," He froze when he reached his desk. Shawn was on the floor, unconscious. "Shawn!" He knelt next to him. There was blood on the side of his head. He began to stir.

"What?" Shawn groaned.

"Shawn, you okay?"

"Who's Shawn?"

"Very funny. What happened?"

"Who are you? Who's Shawn?" Gus gave him a worried look.

"You're Shawn."

"Am I? I didn't know that."

"Oh my god. You've got amnesia."