An hour after shift was supposed to end, the CSIs, with the exception of Grissom had finally left the lab. Catherine went home to see Lindsey before she went off to school and then immediately fell into a much needed deep sleep.

Grissom had fallen asleep in his office over his forensic journal, and no one was going to disturb him.

By the time Nick and Sara had finished up in the video lab, Warrick had already left, destination unknown. They walked out into the parking lot together.

"Hungry?", Nick asked as he squinted in the Las Vegas sunlight.

"I am beyond starved!" Sara answered. Taking in Nick's disheveled appearance she commented and smiled, "I can't believe how long we were sitting in there." She pointed at Nick's chin, "I think you've got the beginnings of Rip Van Winkle's beard there, Stokes."

"Very funny, Sara. That's just a little bit of 6am shadow." Nick said with a chuckle. "Want to get some breakfast before you head home?"

"Sounds good, Nick, where to?" Sara asked looking up through her lowered sunglasses.

"I know this great place. Doesn't charge much. Great food. Always open." Nick replied with a wink. "In fact the cook is a personal friend of mine. He might cut you a deal."

Sara laughed, "Let me guess, Café Nick."

"And she's smart too." Nick replied as he dodged Sara's playful swat at his arm.