Really short chapter but the next on is them shopping so it's got to be longer…
"I am not dancing in front of Grissom" Sara practically screamed.
"Err…I think you will find that you are going to be dancing in front of Grissom."
"No I am not."
"Oh come on Sara, think about, if he sees you wearing something short and sexy…"
"I'm not doing it Catherine."
"Fine, what ever Sara. I know that this will work. Men can't resist a lanky woman wearing nearly nothing at all. But if you don't want to be with Grissom then fine."
"I want to be with Grissom, It's just that…I never wearing things like skirts…"
"Who said anything about skirts? Girl If you want Grissom to realise that he loves you you've go to wear something more revealing than a skirt."
"How revelling?"
"Let's just say that a bikini with some sexy patterns on it would be good…but things like…oh I don't know…G-stings or thongs. Something like that would soon get his fire burning." Catherine looked over at Sara only to burst out laughing when she saw the expression on her face.
"What's so funny?" Sara asked starting to fell a little pissed of.
"The expression on your face."
"My expression is only like that because I've never…you know…danced while wearing a thong."