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It was a beautiful day, until Conrad Ecklie came into the break room.
"Two weeks from now there will be a dinner honoring the Las Vegas Crime Lab. It is mandatory that everyone attends, with or without a date." There were sighs and huffs until he spoke again. "Note it is formal so dress nice and I have already told my shift…Where is Grissom?" Just then he walked in.
"Hi. Sorry I'm late." He said, not noticing Ecklie. "Ok, Nick. You and Sara…"
"Where were you?" Ecklie interrupted.
"Conrad. I didn't see you."
"I gathered. As I was saying… I already told my shift, and I already told them that they have to go…" He trailed off.
"Is that all Conrad?" Grissom asked. Greg turned to Sara and gave her his suave smile.
"Who are you planning on taking, toots?"
"Greg. Stop."
"Ok. I was just saying, better get me before someone else does."
"Oh, Greg you are SO suave." She said sarcastically in a 'Southern Belle' sort of way.
"Really?"
"No."
"Now. As I was saying." Grissom started again. "Nick. You and Sara take the DB found in the dumpster. Warrick. You and Greg take the arson case. Catherine. Can you meet me in my office.
Catherine walked into Grissom's office.
"What did you need, Griss?" She asked.
"Well." Was all he got to say.
"Oh My God!"
"WHAT?" Grissom yelled.
"You want advice." He kept opening his mouth and then closing it like a fish. "On how to ask a certain someone to the Honor Dinner."
"No. Actually I asked you in here...to...ask you...um...who you were taking."
"Well, I've been thinking about it, and I might just have to resort to taking Lindsay as my date."
"What about Warrick?"
"What about him?" She started to panic. Was she obvious as Grissom and Sara? THAT was a close one. She thought.
Somewhere in an alley...
"So who do you want to go to the dinner with, Sar?"
"I'm going alone. I have already decided."
"Oh. Cool."
"So who are you going with, Nicky?"
"I'm thinking about that girl that works as a tech."
"Doesn't Greg like her?"
"He does?"
"Yeah. You're almost as oblivious as..." She caught herself.
"As who?"
"No one." She turned away pretending to look for more evidence.
"Who?"
"No one." THAT was a close one. She thought.
At a house...somewhere in the middle of Vegas...
"SO...Warrick. Who are you gonna ask to the dinner?" Greg asked smirking.
"Ca..."
"Catherine, huh? Good for you. You guys have been soft on each other for a while. You guys have been almost like Gr..." He said.
"Like Grissom and Sara? NO. They are...Come on, dude. We are on the job.
THAT was a close one. He thought.
A/N: Tell me what you think. It'll get better in later chapters in later chapters.