"So, Anisha, I hear you used to work in LA." Sara queried the new lab tech.

Anisha smiled at Sara. "You heard right, but don't tell Hodges, I've got to keep stories about him for just the right time."

"You worked with Hodges in LA?" Sara seemed a bit intrigued.

"Yeah, and I know why he's such an ass too." Anisha quipped. "He doesn't remember me, but just let me know if he gets out of line and I'll feed you a little information."

"Thanks. I think I already like you." Sara laughed softly.

"Mind if I ask you a question?" Anisha looked at Sara as if she was sizing her up.

"Sure." Sara responded, glancing over the lab report.

"What's the deal with CSI Stokes?" Anisha crossed her arms in front of her body.

Sara played dumb. "What do you mean?"

Anisha laughed. "He's been in here hovering since I started."

Sara smiled. "Don't worry about Nick. He's just friendly and likes to get to know everyone." Sara leaned over and whispered. "Besides he's also a little bit hands on with his evidence, wants to know where it is all the time. Just ask Archie or Greg."

Anisha looked relieved. "Good because I didn't want to have to let him down, you know. He's not really my type. Nice looking, but not my type."

Sara tried to restrain a smile. "Well if he gets out of line, let me know, I'll give him a subtle hint to leave you alone."

"Now, Greg, he seems nice; busy but nice. I haven't had a chance to talk to him, but you seem to be around him quite a bit." She seemed to be fishing for information.

Sara smirked. "He's not my type."

Anisha smiled. "Good, I'll keep that in mind."

~*~*~*~*~*~*~

"Greg, my man, how are those samples coming?" Nick walked into the DNA lab to see if his results were done and if he could get a little information out of the lab tech.

"Almost done." Greg smiled, but was studying Nick for a moment. Finally he cleared his throat. "It's not going to work, man."

Nick raised an eyebrow at him. "What are you talking about?"

"The coffee. I heard you and Sara talking about getting your hands on my Blue Hawaiian, but I won't crack. I'm not telling you where I hide it." Greg looked smug.

Nick tried to restrain a smile. He'd have to thank Sara later for her brilliant idea. "Ok, but seriously, we're not after your coffee."

"That's what you all say." The test results began to print. "There you go."

"Thanks." Nick took the report coming off the printer and scanned it.

"So, Nick." Greg had the sound of a man wanting information.

Nick glanced up. "Greg."

Greg cleared his throat. "You've been spending a lot of time in the Trace lab."

"My case has a lot of trace materials to process, Greg. You should have seen the place; I don't think they'd vacuumed in months." Nick replied nonchalantly.

"Well, you must have met the new lab tech Anisha." Greg couldn't hide his interest when he said her name.

"Yeah, she's a nice girl. Pretty long brown hair, brown eyes, dark skin, and she's smart." Nick grinned.

Greg looked a bit panicked. "So, have you asked her out?"

Nick shook his head. "No, I think she interested in someone else. She's not really my type anyway."

Greg wasn't sure how to take Nick's comment. The fact that Nick wasn't interested was good, but he wasn't sure who she was interested in and that wasn't something he'd counted on. "Oh."

"Hey, I've got to find Sara and show her these results." Nick headed toward the door.

"See you later, man." Greg looked a bit perplexed about what to do.

Nick glanced back. "Oh, Greg, we're watching football this weekend if you want to come hang out."

"Sure thing." Greg smiled.

~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~

Nick and Sara sat on his couch watching the Discovery Channel and eating another of Nick's creations.

Sara glanced over at him and smiled. "This is pretty good."

"Thanks." He smiled. "Another thing my mom taught me."

"So, Greg's coming over here to watch football on Sunday and I told Anisha that I'd help her find an apartment." Sara mulled over the plan to get Greg and Anisha in the same place at the same time.

"And you'll just stop by here to pick up the shirt that I'll have figured out how to get the coffee out of by then and we'll take it from there." Nick concluded looking satisfied.

"Any luck with that blouse?" Sara looked at him curiously.

Nick cleared his throat. "I'm working on it. These things sometimes take time."

Sara laughed. "So in other words, no."

"I'll get it out. You just need to trust me. This time next week, Greg will be with Anisha, he'll stop asking you out, and I'll have the coffee out of your blouse." Nick put his arm on the back of the couch as he looked over at Sara.

Sara tilted her head slightly. "You seem pretty confident."

He grinned. "What's not to be confident about?"

"I guess time will tell." Sara studied him for a moment and then something occurred to her. Why was Nick doing this? What was in it for him?