After leaving the autopsy room, it didn't take the DNA tech long to know exactly where he would find his next two victims. These were two women he definitely knew he could annoy, but by using his boyish charm and wit still appear lovable and get away with almost anything. With his mind set on his destination, Greg was very fortunate not to run into Brass, who was briskly striding down the Crime Lab's corridor. Greg knew this was his only opportunity,

"Hey Brass, what's your favourite Disney movie?"

"Beat it, Sanders."

"Ah! So it's embarrassing, I got ya."

Brass just shot him a look that said 'I'm pissed off already, don't fuck with me' and continued his walking. Greg, not that interested in Brass's answer anyway, continued towards the fingerprinting lab where he knew he'd find Catherine and Jacqui.

"I got four prints off the weapon – one matching your vic and the other three belonging to your suspect."

"Great!" Catherine replied, "We've definitely got enough evidence here to put this bastard away for life."

Jacqui agreed, "No judge in the state will let him off with this amount of evidence, it's a sure bet!"

"Oh, don't tell Warrick if you're placing bets," laughed Greg

"Greg, Warrick wouldn't be able to handle my sorta bets." Jacqui insisted not even looking up from her work place.

"Oh, I like a woman who knows what she wants, mmm it's so se….."

"GREG! What do you want?" Catherine sighed trying her best not to let her irritation seep through. She was almost finished with her case, the same damn case she'd been processing for weeks. The last thing she needed now was some young, blond lab rat holding her up with silly, childish comments right at the end of her investigation.

"I have a question for you fine, foxy ladies and then I'll leave."

Catherine couldn't help but be intrigued, she knew when Greg used flattery it had to be important and worth hearing.

"Ok. What's the question?"

Silence

Greg leaned in closer – he knew he had both women in the palm of his hand, hanging on like a thread to his every word.

"What's your favourite Disney movie?" Greg announced in a slight whisper.

Catherine and Jacqui just looked at each other before erupting with laughter.

"Why do you want to know that Greg?" Jacqui managed to blurt out in-between her hysteria and the short, quick breaths she was taking.

"I just do…Come on humour me."

"No Greg!" Catherine said in a motherly sort-of-tone as if Greg had just asked for another cookie right before his dinner.

"Ok fine but I bet you can't guess what each others favourite Disney movie is!"

Jacqui took one look at Catherine,

"Bambi?"

"Bambi? Eh no, too dated. No, no mines Beauty and the Beast. Lindsay and I use to watch it once a week with a big tub of popcorn, sitting curled up on the sofa in our pyjamas under a blanket."

As Catherine reminisced about the good old days with her daughter, Greg repeatedly nodded his head as if he too knew exactly what Catherine was talking about. He quickly snapped out of this phase however, before facing Catherine,

"And what do you thing Jacqui's favourite Disney movie is?"

Catherine thought for a few seconds, slightly scrunching up her face in the process and tightening up her eyes into tiny slits before pointing her right index finger straight at Jacqui and stating,

"The Little Mermaid?"

"No, guess again."

"Lady and the Tramp?"

"No. Try Cinderella. I love that movie, I wish I had a fairy godmother."

"Don't we all" Catherine nodded in agreement.

"Well I guess I won that bet, since neither one of you young ladies guessed the others correctly. Therefore because I won, I'm not telling you my favourite Disney movie."

Catherine just shrugged, "Fine then, don't tell us."

She knew Greg too well and knew this would get him confessing. Looking stunned but not defeated Greg knew he couldn't rise to the bait so instead he spun on his heels and exited the lab, in a slow, sulking teenager kind of manner. The women may have won this round, but there were plenty more people left for Greg to annoy. This thought seemed to perk Greg up as he took off at a strong, healthy stride round the corner, leaving two professionals giggling far behind him in the fingerprinting room…