Disclaimer: I do not own CSI.
Nick Stokes was sitting at a computer, typing up his report on his latest case when he was alerted to an email coming through.
At first he was going to continue typing up his report, but then he thought it could be really important; so he opened the email.
To: Nick Stokes.
Subject: All of just quit it.
Dear Nick, Morgan, Sara, Greg and Finn.
I am fed up of the complaints I keep getting and your childish antics.
You're adults, being a CSI is a serious job and lately none of you have treated it that way.
So basically here are a few rules on how you're supposed to behave and the things you're not allowed to do.
Not allowed to offer suspects candy in exchange for a full confession.
Not allowed to burst out laughing at a crime scene even if everything about the way the crime was committed is hilarious.
Stop getting yourselves kidnapped/held hostage.
Clothing is to be worn at all times unless you have a really good excuse about why you're naked at work.
"It's a slow night and we were playing strip poker" is not accepted as an excuse or a good enough reason.
None of you are to challenge Finn to a drinking contest on or off duty.
Not allowed to place bets on when Greg and Morgan will finally get together.
No karaoke during work hours.
Finn you really need to let go of me asking for your resignation in Seattle.
Supervisor DB Russell.
Nick let out a groan, seriously if you can't have a little fun at work what the point of going to work.
