After a minutes wait Sara opened the door. Grissom could only stare. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Am I too formal?"

She was beautiful. She was more than that something that words could not express and he never felt his jaw drop. She blushed some time around when it did and asked, "What are you staring at?"

"Your just so… Beautiful." He said in nearly a whisper.

She turned even more red and looked down. That only made her cuter. She wore a simple black halter-top dress that ad a nice swing style skirt to it, a long string of pearls was around her neck and she wore sensible black flats.

It was the simplicity of the ensemble was what made her so much more beautiful. Minimal make-up was present that was even better to Grissom. He offered her his arm and asked, "May I escort you down?"

She smiled and said, "Yes you may."

They walked to the elevator in silence but there wasn't a tension that usually was there in the work place.

When they got on the elevator Sara asked out of pure curiosity, "What did you do with Greg?"

Grissom laughed and said, "He went down earlier while I was showering."

"It's a good thing I saw you first, I might just have given into Greg's offers to escort me." Sara said as the elevator came down.

"Oh really now?" Grissom said, raising an eyebrow.

"Probably not because you look amazing in a suit. Greg just looks…better." Sara said. "Do you know how incredibly hard it is to concentrate on the stand when I've just seen you in a Suit?"

"No I don't" Grissom laughed. They had walked into the party only to find Greg so occupied with three ladies. He waved a hello but quickly re-immersed himself in conversation.

"Well then I see we have been left to our own devices." Sara said with a smile.

"We certainly have. Would you like a drink?" Grissom asked. He liked this light atmosphere they had around them, but it scared him to think they might not be able to be this way when they were back in Vegas.

After a couple drinks and a couple encounters from some of Grissom's Forensic friends and admirers, Grissom asked Sara to dance like many of the other seminar guests were doing. It was a light jazz song. Grissom recognized it as Barry Manilow. A few more songs of the same nature came before the music slowed down a little.

At first they just went back to drinks and talking.

"I can't believe you learned how to swing dance." Grissom said.

"I can't believe you did." Sara countered. Then asked, "When did you learn?"

"My mom made me when I was younger. She was scared that I was too anti-social. Before that she had me in sports and music classes. They didn't work so my mom said I had to go through the whole season of the dance class before I decide that I didn't like it. I was when I was sixteen. My memory got refreshed in college and then again tonight." Grissom explained.

Sara smiled. "That is a far better story than mine." She said. "I learned while I was at school in Berkley. Then the head supervisor of San Francisco coroners office didn't believe I could and took me couple times."

"Wow I did know Dr. Phillips knew how to dance too." Grissom said.

They watched Greg get lead by a brunette toward the dance floor and other lab rats and field workers dance to "L-O-V-E" by Nat King Cole. Grissom ordered more drinks and they decided to go for a walk.

They circled the dance floor and people waved mostly at Grissom. Then they decided to retreat to the balcony. They still heard the music as they finished their drinks and leaned against they balcony.

"Its so nice out here." Sara said." I'd forgotten how much I loved the east coast."

"It is a nice place, but I can never seem to like anywhere but Las Vegas." Grissom said.

"Me either. I couldn't leave the lab. You guys mean so much to me."

"You mean a lot to me to Sara."

Sara looked up into his eyes and he moved closer to her, but he stopped.

"Grissom," Sara whispered. "Lets just do this, try it while were here and if it doesn't work well start over back in Vegas."

As an answer Grissom kissed her so chaste it seemed like the kiss didn't happen, but Sara knew it was there because of the electricity running through her when he did. When it stopped she wanted more but she knew this was all she needed for the most unforgettable two weeks of her life to begin.