"Yeah, I know. I'll send someone right over," Grissom clicked off his phone and looked up to find Catherine standing there.
"Ah," He said, "Just the right person for the job." It was never a good sign when you were known as 'the right person for the job.'
"What job?"
Grissom looked up at her as if she was supposed to know what he was talking about, "DB on South River Avenue."
Catherine stood there without saying a word, expecting him to continue. When he didn't, she raised one manicured eyebrow at him, "And that makes it my job how, exactly?"
"The woman is eighty-six and the only suspect we have is a sixteen year-old girl."
She smiled, "Right. And since you have communication issues, Sara and Nicky have disappeared and Warrick is on another case with Greg, you want me, as a Mother of a sixteen year-old girl, to question her because you think I'm good for the job?"
Grissom looked at her and spoke as if she hadn't said a word, "She works as an exotic dancer."
Catherine scoffed, shaking her head, "Some girl is a stripper and an ex-stripper gets the job, huh?" Seeing Grissom's expression, she sighed, "I'm sorry. I'll take it." She took the slip with the case written on out of his hand and turned to walk away.
"Wait!" Grissom called. When she turned he said, "You said Nick and Sara disappeared. I thought they were having lunch with you."
Catherine laughed and waited for Hodges to pass before she spoke. The last thing she wanted was for this to go around the lab, "Yeah, we were. At least that was until we got talking about the Christmas dinner and Nick started to tell Sara that she should go."
"Who was she going with?"
"Y'know sometimes, you can be so stupid." Grissom looked at her, taken aback by her words. She smiled, "She's not going because she has no one to go with."
He nodded, "I see. And you?"
"Me, what?"
"Who are you going with?"
Catherine shrugged, "I haven't decided yet. I've had a few offers from people who want to go to the dinner but can't because they're not CSIs." She looked at him, smiling, "I'm open to more offers."
Grissom looked back at her but she burst out laughing, "Gil, I'm kidding. I don't think I'll take anyone."
"If you don't take anyone, maybe that will persuade Sara to go."
She nodded, "Yeah, maybe." Holding up the slip of paper as if she'd only just found it, she said, "Anyway, I've got a case to solve. I'll catch you later."
Catherine walked out of the lab to her car, taking a quick glance at the paper on the way just to make sure she had the right address. Sure enough, she did. Pulling out of the parking lot, she made her way to the scene.