Catherine walked into the break room and went directly to the coffee maker.
She pulled down a cup from the cup rack and poured the dark liquid just
shy of the top of the cup. She was just about to take a sip when Warrick
sauntered in behind her and commented, "Cath, I'm not so sure you want to
drink that stuff, no telling how long it's been there. You may want to
have Greg analyze it to make sure it's not toxic."
A smile broke over Catherine's face as she turned to face him. "That would be true anytime anything goes through this thing, but it smells like Greg's special blend and I'm bone tired, so I'm willing to take a chance."
"Glad to hear you like my coffee so well, Catherine. Premium Kenyan blend, deep rich flavor with high notes of berry" Greg Sanders commented with a raised eyebrow as he walked into the break room.
"Sanders, you sound like a walking Starbuck's ad," Warrick chuckled as he too pulled a cup down from the rack and filled it up.
"Only the best for the best." Greg answered as he winked at Catherine.
"Thanks, Greggo." Catherine replied flatly as she smirked at Warrick with a knowing look.
Just then Grissom, Sara, and Nick walked into the break room. As Grissom began to talk, Nick walked over to the counter grabbed two cups from the rack and poured him and Sara some coffee. He handed Sara her cup and then turned and leaned against the counter.
"I'm glad you're all here," Grissom stated. "We've got an ID on the vic. Michael Stone, age 45, financial planner, married, father of two. The wife, Rhonda Stone, is in talking with Brass. Catherine, I'd like you to join Brass and see if you can find out if she can give you any clues as to who might want her husband dead. Warrick, I'd like you to contact his firm and check out his client history. Brass will help you get any of the warrants you need. Nick, Sara, I want you to keep up with video analysis, I want to know as soon as you finish, so we can schedule you to get with the bus driver and see if he can help identify the passengers. Greg, anything from trace yet?"
"Not yet, we're still trying to see if we can get any prints off the vic's clothes or the seat fabric from the bus." Greg replied.
Grissom looked at Greg as if to ask what he was waiting for.
"Right, Boss, I'm on it." Greg got up and went back to the Trace Evidence Lab to continue processing.
"Ok, people, as soon as shift is over I want all of you out of here to get some rest. Yes, you too, Sara," Grissom nodded toward Sara who had raised her eyes in protest, "I'm going to need you all in early for next shift, so please try and come back fresh." With that Grissom, Catherine, Warrick, and Greg wandered out of the break room and back to their respective tasks.
Nick looked at Sara with a wry grin as he sipped his coffee.
"What?!" Sara asked as she put her coffee down on the counter.
"Nothing," Nick replied with an even bigger grin.
"Spill it!" Sara fumed half-heartedly with a smile on her face. She turned to face Nick, blocking him into a corner.
"I was just noticing that teacher's pet got reprimanded for working too hard, that's all," he said as he ducked out past her as she playfully swatted at his arm.
"You're going to pay for that, Stokes." Sara stood with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised with a smile that said 'I dare you'.
"I'll look forward to it, Sara," Nick teased back with a wink, "But right now, I think I hear the video room calling us."
A smile broke over Catherine's face as she turned to face him. "That would be true anytime anything goes through this thing, but it smells like Greg's special blend and I'm bone tired, so I'm willing to take a chance."
"Glad to hear you like my coffee so well, Catherine. Premium Kenyan blend, deep rich flavor with high notes of berry" Greg Sanders commented with a raised eyebrow as he walked into the break room.
"Sanders, you sound like a walking Starbuck's ad," Warrick chuckled as he too pulled a cup down from the rack and filled it up.
"Only the best for the best." Greg answered as he winked at Catherine.
"Thanks, Greggo." Catherine replied flatly as she smirked at Warrick with a knowing look.
Just then Grissom, Sara, and Nick walked into the break room. As Grissom began to talk, Nick walked over to the counter grabbed two cups from the rack and poured him and Sara some coffee. He handed Sara her cup and then turned and leaned against the counter.
"I'm glad you're all here," Grissom stated. "We've got an ID on the vic. Michael Stone, age 45, financial planner, married, father of two. The wife, Rhonda Stone, is in talking with Brass. Catherine, I'd like you to join Brass and see if you can find out if she can give you any clues as to who might want her husband dead. Warrick, I'd like you to contact his firm and check out his client history. Brass will help you get any of the warrants you need. Nick, Sara, I want you to keep up with video analysis, I want to know as soon as you finish, so we can schedule you to get with the bus driver and see if he can help identify the passengers. Greg, anything from trace yet?"
"Not yet, we're still trying to see if we can get any prints off the vic's clothes or the seat fabric from the bus." Greg replied.
Grissom looked at Greg as if to ask what he was waiting for.
"Right, Boss, I'm on it." Greg got up and went back to the Trace Evidence Lab to continue processing.
"Ok, people, as soon as shift is over I want all of you out of here to get some rest. Yes, you too, Sara," Grissom nodded toward Sara who had raised her eyes in protest, "I'm going to need you all in early for next shift, so please try and come back fresh." With that Grissom, Catherine, Warrick, and Greg wandered out of the break room and back to their respective tasks.
Nick looked at Sara with a wry grin as he sipped his coffee.
"What?!" Sara asked as she put her coffee down on the counter.
"Nothing," Nick replied with an even bigger grin.
"Spill it!" Sara fumed half-heartedly with a smile on her face. She turned to face Nick, blocking him into a corner.
"I was just noticing that teacher's pet got reprimanded for working too hard, that's all," he said as he ducked out past her as she playfully swatted at his arm.
"You're going to pay for that, Stokes." Sara stood with her arms crossed and one eyebrow raised with a smile that said 'I dare you'.
"I'll look forward to it, Sara," Nick teased back with a wink, "But right now, I think I hear the video room calling us."