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Hope you like it...
Nick and Ray strode down one of the labs corridor, files in hand, as they discussed a current case. "We should get with Greg with all this information on our lead, he is part of this case and helping us after all" Ray gestured towards the break room, knowing he would most likely be there, snacking on noodles or listening to his music.
"Good idea" Nick agreed, following him.
Upon entering the break room, Ray gasped, yelling - "What is that terrible noise?"
"I don't know, but Greg is singing to it" Nick bellowed above the drowning music, hands on his ears.
"Baby, baby, baby. Ohhhhhhh. Like baby, baby, baby. Ohhhhhhhh!" Greg pranced around singing at the top of his lungs to the stereo stood on the table. Sighing, Nick paced a few steps towards him, quickly flicking a button, putting an end to the music. "Wha-" Greg turned to find Ray and Nick glancing questionably at him.
"What's all this about Greg? What happened to Marilyn?" Nick raised a brow as he looked at the young CSI. He just shrugged as he sat at the large table.
"I just thought a variety in music would be healthy, that's all" He looked up at Ray, then Nick, and back again.
"But Bieber? Man, he sucks"
"DOES NOT" Greg jumped up, defending the teen pop sensation.
Ray nodded in agreement with Nick - "He is pretty suckish Greg"
"Don't you say that!" Greg's face moulded into shock. "I LOVE HIM NICKY!"
With that last statement, Nick and Ray just stood, glaring at Greg as they pondered what they should do next.
"Dude...-" Ray began. "That's...ermm...weird."
"Is not!"
"Is too"
"Look Greg, Bieber sucks, I'm sorry. But your not a teen girl" Nick tried to reason with him.
"For him, I can be anybody..." Greg batted his eyelashes and folded his hands under his chin in a obvious sign of infatuation.
Ray looked down, then up at Nick. "Damn, I can't wait til you shoot that kid."
"Me neither, Ray. Me neither..."
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