The next day Sara was doing paperwork on the case the day before and everyone else was investigating a triple homicide and a suicide in the same scene. When they were done, although they each were thoroughly tired, they planned their breakfast together.

"Grissom, I'll assume you're coming with us?" Catherine asked as she drank her coffee.

"Do you not want me to come?" Grissom asked sarcastically. He was returned with a stern look of a tired Catherine. It made him chuckle. "Is Sara coming?"

"Well, we didn't ask her, but…" Nick was interrupted by Sara coming in and saying,

"I cannot come. I'm sorry."

"Who is he?" Catherine asked, as if speaking of the weather.

"Who's what?" Sara asked, plopping down on the couch and closing her eyes.

"The boy that has been the center of your attention the past few weeks. You know, the one that you have been blowing us off for."

"There is no boy!" Sara exclaimed as her face grew to become a deep shade of crimson.

"Oh really, then why have you blown us off repeatedly?"

"These people from my old school are here for a reunion. I didn't go to the reunion, but I've been catching up with them over breakfast for a while."

Grissom was relieved. The San Francisco High School was having their reunion Las Vegas, which meant that she was telling the truth. There might just be no boy in her life.

"So will you join us tomorrow then?" Grissom asked. Sara's face expressed panic for a second, but then she calmed her emotions and asked,

"What brings you to that conclusion?"

"The reunion people are leaving tonight. That will mean that you have nothing to do tomorrow."

"Yeah, you can come with us tomorrow!" Greg exclaimed.

"Sure, I'll come," Sara said through her teeth, giving Grissom a leer that if looks could kill, Grissom would be on a slab in the morgue. What Grissom did to deserve this look, he didn't know, but it was not a pleasurable look. Sara stalked out of the breakroom, mumbling something to herself.

So they all went to breakfast together with the exception of Sara, but Grissom left early. He went home on cloud 9 and flopped down on his bed creating plans about how to ask her out. He would do this, and he had all intentions of doing it right.

The next day at the end of shift Grissom went to wait for everyone else in the breakroom so they could go to breakfast together. When he arrived at the breakroom door he stopped. Sara was sitting on a couch and writing in her black diary. She would scrawl something down, think for a minute, erase it, and think some more. She repeated this action five times before the rest of the team noisily arrived at the breakroom. Grissom had to turn away from the beautiful woman that, unbeknownst to her, he had been examining.

Sara put her book away, put on a happy face, and stood up.

"Here Sara," Catherine said, "you can ride with me."

"Shotgun," Sara said as she jogged down the hall after Catherine.

Their breakfast was fun, containing lots of laughter and smiling. Sara being there is always more fun than when she isn't. But Grissom noticed that she only ordered a fruit cup, and when she got it, it was dissipating extremely slowly. After a while, Grissom realized what she was doing. The owner of the small diner had a dog that would go to all of the tables and beg for food. Sara was feeding it all of her breakfast. Grissom caught her eye, and she looked away sheepishly. Grissom intended to ask her about it when she left, but she slipped out quietly while Greg and Grissom were debating about the new advances in DNA technology. After everyone realized that Sara had left, the table went silent. Nick, Greg, and Warrick went home, but Catherine and Grissom stayed behind for a while. They discussed the same DNA technology that Greg had been debating about. But yet again, Grissom's mind was on the svelte, animal feeding brunette that had graced them with her presence this morning. Eventually Catherine got fed up and walked out without even saying good-bye.

Grissom made up his mind then and there. He was asking Sara out tomorrow, no matter what.