"Oh! There you are!"
A "fabulous" looking young boy took a seat next to Greg in a small restaurant not far from the lab. The boy couldn't have been any older than nineteen, but Greg was sure he could help.
"Sooo, you said you need to impress someone?"
The boy spoke with an elegant tone, high class it seemed, and his british accent was undeniable. That boy was Rii Kura. One of Greg's highschool classmates, the two had kept in touch over the years, and while it seemed that Greg had yet to have outgrown his boyish punk stage, Rii was the epitome of high class fashion.
"Yeah, so there's this one person... and uhhh... I'm thinking I need a new look... or something..."
Greg trailed off. He felt embarrassed... stupid even, for simply dreaming of catching the eye of Gil Grissom.
"Well... what's he into?" Rii questioned.
"He! Wait, wait... I never said anything about a guy!" Greg flushed and nervously scanned the room... anything but face his friend.
"Aww, come on Greggy, don't you think I can recognize my own kind?" Rii grinned and scooted closer to Greg.
"Eh, forget it, I don't even need to know what he likes, I'll make you completely irresistble to anyone who lays eyes on you. You just wait!" A wide smile crossed Rii's face and he grabbed for Greg's hand, quickly leading him out of the restaurant.
"Hey wait! Hold on a minute! I can't screw this up, it's important!" Greg protested.
"Don't worry!" Rii countered. "We'll make this perfect."