"So you're really coming, right?"
"Yes, Lindsey! How many times do I have to tell you?"
"A million and one times." Lindsey said giggling.
"Trick you!" Diane said loud enough for Catherine to hear. Catherine giggled, and it was silent for a few seconds until Diane spoke.
"So … what are we going to do all night at your place?"
"You know what we're doing. Operation YingYang." Lindsey said laughing. Catherine shook her head and listened in on Lindsey's conversation.
"You got the stuff?" Lindsey said smiling.
"Yeah. Went to the store and got everything the minute I got home."
"Good. Cause this all has to go work out perfect. I mean … this is my future we're talkin' about here."
"I know that … everything will go as planned, Linds! You worry too much!" Lindsey smiled at her friends words, and turned to see her mother staring at her with a questioning look.
"Hey … Diane? I'm going to call you back later. I think my Mom knows what we're up to." She said smiling.
"Later you fool."
"Bye you retard." Lindsey said laughing before she hung up the phone.
"What was that about?" Catherine asked flipping through the channels.
"Oh … nothing. Just some stupid boy I like at my school. No big deal."
"Do I know him?"
"I don't think so …"
"Well … why don't you tell me a little about him." Catherine said smiling. Lindsey got worried and started to look around the room. She spotted a picture of Gil, Catherine, and herself on top of the TV. Lindsey smiled, and came up with an idea.
"Well … his name is Jason. He's 12. He's very intelligent, Mom. He reminds me of Uncle Gil, sometimes." Lindsey said smirking.
"Hmm. Really? How is that?" Catherine said now looking straight at Lindsey.
"Jason is fascinated with bugs. He loves to collect butterflies. And oh! He even said he was thinking about becoming a CSI, Mom."
"That's impressive." Catherine said shaking her head.
"Very, Mom. And he's so cute. I mean … not adorable cute. HOT cute." Lindsey said smiling.
"Seems our taste in men run in the family." Catherine said quietly. Lindsey and smiled and acted like she didn't hear anything.
"What was that, Mom? I didn't catch that …"
"Oh. Nothing. Talking to myself again.
"Hmm. Okay. Well … what are we having for dinner tonight, Mom?"
"Why don't we cook something?" Catherine said getting up and walking into the kitchen. Lindsey sighed and then came up with an idea.
"Mom ... Can we get Uncle Gil over here, and help us cook?"
"No."
"Please? Can I just call him and see what he's doing!"
"Lindsey ... I said no. He's probably busy and I'm sure he doesn't feel like driving out all the way over here to cook us dinner."
"I bet he would. He'd do anything for us."
"Lindsey ... if you call him, no party. That's final."
"Fine! God!" Lindsey said angrily and stomping back into the living room. She glanced over at the phone and smiled. She got up, and dialed the very familar phone number.
"Grissom."
"Uncle Gil?"
"Lindsey ... is something wrong? Are you okay? Where's your Mother?"
"Uncle Gil! Calm down. We're fine ... but I might be in danger here. Mom is trying to cook." Lindsey said giggling and walking into her room so Catherine wouldn't hear her.
"Oh ... in that case ... I'm glad you called." Gil said chuckling.
"Yeah well ... I was wondering if you could come over and cook with us."
"Well ... Linds, you know how I would love to do that, but I'm swamped with paperwork. I'm so sorry."
"Oh no. It's okay. I guess I'm going to have to keep a fire exstinguisher on hand, tonight." Lindsey said smiling.
"Really, Lindsey. I'm sorry. You know I'd drop everything in a heartbeat to be with you two, but ... tonight's just too busy."
"Uncle Gil! Relax. It's okay. I understand. I'll see you tomorrow, okay?"
"You've got yourself a deal, Linds."
"Night Uncle Gil."
"Goodnight, Lindey... oh! Wait. Tell your Mom I said goodnight, too. Okay?"
"Will do." Lindsey said smiling and hanging up the phone. She walked back into the kitchen, and hopped up on the counter.
"What were you doing?" Catherine said coming out from the bottom cabinet and placing a pan on the stove.
"Just called one of my friends."
"What friend?" Catherine said susicously.
"Jason."
"Hmm. Okay. Well ...are you going to help me cook or are you just going to sit there?"
"Mom ... I'd help ... but that just might cause more of a mess." Lindsey said smiling. Catherine turned around and walked to the fridge and Lindsey looked over at the containor of flour. She smirked and took a handful, and just as Catherine turned around, Lindsey chucked the flour at Catherine.
"Lindsey ... I KNOW ... you just did NOT ... do that."
"No, Mom! It wasn't me! It was the imaginary ... ugh ... AHHHHH!" She said jumping off the counter and running away from Catherine. Catherine grabbed some eggs out of the fridge, and a handful of flour. Catherine had Lindsey in the corner, and Lindsey shreeked as Catherine got closer.
"Mom ... I love you?"
"Payback's a bitch, Lindsey." Catherine said smiling. She threw the eggs at Lindsey and watched as Lindsey's face went from horrified to disgusted. She threw the flour at Lindsey, and almost fell on the floor laughing as Lindsey screamed.
"MOM!"
"LINDSEY!"
"It's on like Donky Kong, Mother!"
"Bring it, short fry!"
"You asked for it!" Lindsey said running into the kitchen followed by Catherine. Catherine grabbed the water sprayer from the sink, and squirted Lindsey as she turned around to throw marshmellows at Catherine.
"MOM! Not did you get me stickey, and gross ... YOU GOT ME WET!"
"SO! You got me ... FLOURY!"
"That's not a word."
"It is now." Catherine said laughing. Before she knew it, Lindsey had squirted syrup all over Catherine. She screamed as Lindsey pulled on her shirt, and squirted the syrup down her shirt.
"LINDSEY!"
"MOM!"
The doorbell rang, and both girls froze dead in the tracked.
"Mom ..."
"Linds ..."
"You ... wanna get the door?" Lindsey said smiling.
"Ugh ... YOU STARTED IT!" Catherine said taking off running. Lindsey grabbed her by the arm, and pulled her back.
"Let's handle this like, mature adults ..."
"Good idea, Linds."
"... YOUR CLOSER TO THE DOOR!" And with that, Lindsey took off running for the bathroom. Catherine sighed and the doorbell rang again.
"COMING!" She walked up to the door and looked threw the small crack she had made. Her heart dropped when she saw Gil standing in the doorway.
"Catherine? You there!" Gil said banging on the door.
"Ugh ... yeah, Gil. Hang on, okay?"
"Um ... okay?"
"I ugh ... got in a food fight with Lindsey and I don't want you to see me like this!" Gil smiled and tried to get in the door.
"Gil! Please! Just let me go ... change?"
"No. Catherine. Let me in ... NOW!"
"Gil! I refuse!" Gil smiled as he reached for her spare key she had given him when they first became friends. He unlocked the door and pushed it aside. The house was a mess. They had food and water everywhere.
"My God ... Lindsey wasn't lieing when she said she needed the fire exstinguisher."
"Yeah ... this place is ... WAIT! WHAT!" Catherine said with wide eyes.