I own nothing! Except any characters you don't recognize, they're all mine! (Laughs evilly)
"'For what is a man in love? He is but an oyster, or about as useful as one.'" Annie dramatically announced, possibly because all she had to do at the precinct was fill in a bunch of files, and everyone was bored. Wu attempted to figure out her quote. "Oysters aren't useful... because... oysters can't... talk?" He finally asked. She shook her head.
"Because they don't work?" Nick suggested.
"Or taste good?" Hank added.
"Hank was the closest." Annie decided. "Oysters are just used and eaten up, metaphorically speaking." "Well, un-metaphorically speaking, you'd just be calling a guy in love a salty treat." Wu observed.
"Who doesn't talk." Nick added.
"Or work." Hank smirked.
"Or taste good, which would be true." Nick finished.
"And how is an oyster used? A guy I can see, but an oyster?" Hank pointed out. "I dunno, ask Shakespeare! I'm not the one who makes this stuff up!" Annie laughed. Hank gave her a death glare. "That wasn't the quote..." "Eh, close enough." Annie shrugged. "You pain me, you can mess up all the CSI quotes you want, but do not, I beg of you, do not insult the great Shakespeare before me so." "Okay... that's enough 'Hamlet' for you... and certainly enough 'Romeo and Juliette." Annie whistled.
"My oysters are never salty." Nick switched the subject to save his now blushing partner. "I wouldn't really know, I hate oysters." Wu replied. "Me too, it's just Juliette's favorite, so I man it down a lot." Nick sighed. "I hate pineapples!" Annie yelled. "Stop talking! Agh! I LOVE pineapples!" Hank covered his ears and squeezed his eyes shut. "I'l remember that..." Annie smirked.
"What have you got?" Renard strode into the room. Wu answered on behalf of all of them, "We got a pineapple hater, a pineapple lover, and a bunch of metaphorical, rather un-tasty oysters."
How do you like it? And yes, I see Hank as a guy who loves Shakespeare, don't ask why... I just do.