He comes to slowly and clumsily. It is quite obvious that while he possessses a sharp mind he's even less-than-average in the physical department. Shawn groans, one hand feeling up the pinched nerve in his neck and rolls his head back, glad of the supporting wall behind him.

Until he looks up.

Right.

Mental note, do not out vigilante moms in broad daylight.

It does make some kind of sense, in retrospect. It's just one of those damn consequence things he can never think of beforehand. "... Dude, did you just spy-pinch me?"