Scrolling through the music on her iPod while driving was never a good idea, but she continued to do it anyway as she drove through the Las Vegas Airport Parking Ramp. And this song had to be the most terrible one yet.
'Ah yes,' she thought, 'He will hate this.'
A new tradition had formed with the married couple traveling back and forth so often. Pick the song that will most annoy the other to drive home to. The tradition was never meant to go this far, but watching the other squirm in the chair while not trying to offend the other was fun for both parties.
Parking the car she walks into the baggage claim area, she spots her man walks up behind him.
"Hello, Mr. Grissom," she whispered.
He turns around, "Hello, Mrs. Grissom."
Grissom grabbing his luggage, he looks back at his wife, smiles and starts to walk towards her.
"Got everything?" She asked.
"Yes dear."
They head out towards the car and get the luggage all put away.
Sara puts the key in the ignition and turns the engine over.
"IF YOU SEE A FADED SIGN AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD..." blares out of the speakers.
Sara smiles and starts driving out.
"FIFTEEN MILES TO THE LOOOOOVE SHACK!"
"Ugh... Nooooo." Grissom reaches for the stereo to change it or at least turn the volume down. Sara notices and swats his hand away.
"No way, I sat through Love Train. You will sit through this."
Grissom grunts, and looks at his wife who's grinning ear to ear.
The song ends. Sara turns the volume down and looks at Grissom.
"So, we have a problem."