He stuffed his hands in his pockets and shuffled his feet down the hall. He tried to familiarize himself with the new layout, but nothing was in the same place as before.
"You look lost, Tim," came a familiar voice – the only thing he recognized since he got back – from behind him.
Speed smiled and turned around. "I was under the impression that I was coming to work for CSI." He glanced around as he stepped closer to her. "Not the glass factory."
Stella rolled her eyes. "We did make some renovations since you were here last."
"Yeah. You failed to mention that those renovations were going to prevent any kind of office sex."
"Don't worry, Tim," she wrapped her arms around him. "Your move here won't be in vain." She kissed him quickly then unwrapped from him. "Come on, let's see if we can find you your new office before lunch."
