Disclaimer: they are unfortunately not mine…I can dream though…
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"I'm going to have to kill you if you don't stop that infernal whistling."
"Huh, Nicky, I don't know what you're talking about."
"I don't know Greg, maybe that noise you're making when you blow out of pursed lips."
"Oh you wouldn't happen to mean this would you?"
"Yes, I do and if you could kindly stop it."
"But, Nicky if I don't whistle then I'm gonna sing, and then Grissom will kill me. For real this time."
"Greg I think you're exaggerating just a little bit. I highly doubt Grissom is gonna kill you, even if you've been really, really, really annoying tonight."
"But Nick, I kinda, accidentally told Grissom that his bug collection was gonna walk away one night. He kinda took it as the threat I didn't mean it to be."
"Greg!"
"I'm sorry. So now I have to be Mr. Behaved or else Grissom will kill me. And you wouldn't want a dead, but probably still the cutest guy you've ever met, boyfriend, now would ya?"
"Greg, it's your own fault for pissing off Grissom. And speaking of which I need those results for Grissom before he bites my head off."
"Fine Nicky, I can tell when my problems are unimportant to you. Just go and take this form and give it straight to Grissom."
"Greg, you know I love you, right. How about we have a romantic breakfast after shift, and after that I'll prove it?"
"You know just how to talk to me. Now go, I want you in one piece, I have plans for you now."
Finis
