Warrick remembered fondly the time he was in Miami. It wasn't so much the people who worked with him on the case (actually they annoyed him. And that guy with those stupid sunglasses. Warrick would never ever get those.) It was the half naked people he met on the beach. This has been a plot filler with no relation to the story whatsoever.

Warrick actually tried to remember anything Horatio (or whatever his name was) told him about body dumps in Miami. Unfortunately Warrick had been annoyed by him and couldn't remember any of their conversations. If Catherine was here she would most likely remember but she wasn't. She once again had forgotten she had a daughter.

So Warrick was back at square one listening to the conversation. They still honestly seemed no closer to a plan than they had been 2 hours ago. "Conrad," Grissom said with a gleam in his eyes. "I may just have a plan. 'I love it when you wear those gloves.'" Sara looked hurt for all about 2 seconds then realized that this was something Grissom had told her once upon a time.

Ecklie thought about this for a minute. He thought that it was great to be included but had no idea where this was going. Then it dawned on him and he smirked as it was impossible for him to smile. "Are you thinking what I'm thinking Gil?"

"Most likely not. My mind has drifted while you were talking," said Grissom and raised an eyebrow in Sara's direction. Sara saw this eyebrow raise in her direction and smiled an raised an eyebrow back. It was a nice touching moment for them both. They were no longer awkward around each other and felt that they could do nearly whatever they wanted wherever they were. Common sense prevented them from doing some things, obviously they weren't Catherine.

"Oh," said Ecklie with a hurt look on his face.

"But if you were thinking that we should put a colorful outfit with completely bad taste on the body of the evil Spork then dump her on some random park bench in an area of high traffic then we proceed with an investigation while wearing our gloves then that was what I was thinking before I got distracted yes," said Grissom.

"Yay!" cried Ecklie and for the first time in his adult life he smiled. "I was thinking all of that minus the gloves you glove fetish freak!"

"Guilty as charged," said Grissom as he held up his hands in mock surrender. Sara smiled as this as it provided her with an opportunity to look at Grissom's arms. Grissom had such great arms and she could certainly say they were much stronger than they looked. "Why do you think I became a CSI?"

"For the ladies?" asked Warrick, it was certainly the reason he became a CSI.

"To work in Vegas to get an opportunity to have an excuse to see strippers?" asked Nick. "Especially now since you're married," he added and raised an eyebrow in Grissom's direction.

"Yes Nick, I knew that after wondering what to do about this for 6 years I would marry Sara and have my job as a CSI for back up in the event that I wanted to see strippers," said Grissom sarcastically.

"I knew it!" cried Warrick. "Pay up Nicky my boy. You owe me $100." As this proves Warrick was still addicted to gambling and could not understand sarcasm.

"I was being sarcastic Warrick. I suggest you learn what it is," said Grissom. "You too Nick, I saw you about to pay up. By now Nick had put his wallet away and getting Warrick to pay him.

"So do you want to go ahead with our cunning plan?" asked Brass.

"Indeed I do Jim," came Grissom's reply. "I will need you to take point on this case when we get around to investigating. We're going to have to lie our way through this one if this plan is going to work. We dump the body at dawn!" Grissom said the last part in an overly dramatic voice for effect.

"Ah Griss," said Greg. "Ah…I don't know who to tell you this but…ah…"

"Greg you better not be telling me bad news. If you tell me you slept with Sara I will kill you. Don't think I won't." said Grissom.

"Calm down Griss. I think I'd remember something like that. I shall however always have fond memories at that shower we once shared Greg," Sara chuckled at the thought of it.

"Well that's good," said Grissom and you could tell that Grissom and Sara were undressing each other with their eyes.

"Before I go rudely interrupted I would like to say that…ah…between you and Sara being ah…late," Greg shuddered, "and this plan thinking we've all been doing. I hate to tell you but there is another 18 hours before dawn."

"Damnit," cried Grissom. "Do we ever sleep?"

"Nope can't say we do. We're always here," said Warrick. He was reasonably calm for a man who had just lost $100. It was at that moment that everyone realized that Warrick was either rich (likely) or addicted to gambling (more likely) and therefore accustomed to losing sums of money like that.

"I think that the better question to ask is the question is Catherine ever here?"

"Not unless she has to be," said Sara.

"It must be nice to have a life," said Greg with a sigh.

"I have a life," said Grissom proudly. It was true. For the first time he could say with all certainty that he had a life that wasn't lame (collecting bugs or memorizing famous quote books in order to appear smart) or just plain creepy (spending so long figuring out what to do about this, it should have been pretty obvious).

"Well good for you Grissom," said Brass trying to sound as supportive for him as possible without displaying the usual sarcasm he used in everything he said.

"I know," said Grissom with a huge smile on his face. He was actually acting rather childish as of late, must be a side affect of figuring out what to do about this.

"Before we get completely off topic and forget about why we are meeting here today, I think it would be wise if we figured out a plan of action for dawn tomorrow," said Doc Robbins.

"I think Greg should be in charge of a bright and flamboyant shirt. He'd be the one to know about that," said Hodges. This gave Greg the opportunity to practice his Grissom type look but it didn't look quite right.

Instead Greg decided to take the proud route out of the embarrassing situation he found himself in and said, "That sound's like a great idea Hodges, thank you for suggesting. I have just the shirt to I think." He said this in an overly happy voice just to make Hodges annoyed.

"Jolly good Greg," said Grissom for some strange reason. "I say we meet back in the break room 30 minutes," he paused once again for dramatic effect. "Before dawn!"

"Yes Grissom," said Brass.

"I do believe Sara that we have now been given many hours to ah…spend time together," Grissom said with gleam in his eyes.

"Your office?" suggested Sara.

"Why of course," said Grissom and they walked off towards his office hand in hand to do whatever it is that people who are married do…