"Nick did you find anything?" Catherine asked as she walked out onto the stage.
"Nothing significant. You?"
"I collected his water bottle, the general lotions and potions of a stage performer."
"Any thoughts?" Nick inquired.
"It could be natural causes, but until we know one way or the other we treat it as a homicide."
"Right."
"Catherine." Brass said as he escorted a man onto the stage. "This is Adrian Littlewood, the director; you wanted to speak to him."
"Yes, hi I'm Catherine Willows from the crime lab, this is Nick Stokes."
"Ms Stokes, I already told Captain Brass everything I know about Justin."
"Nicky did you finish clearing the stage?" Catherine asked.
"Yes." Nick replied.
"Mr Littlewood, since all your actors and dancers are still here I'd like them to go through the number that they were doing when Justin collapsed, just so as to give us an idea where everyone was at time."
"My actors are professionals; one of their own has departed us. They are in no state to perform tonight."
"I'm not asking for a Tony award winning performance, I don't need costumes, I just need to know where everyone was and is through out the performance."
"If you want to know where everyone was, there is a camera up there, it takes pictures every three seconds when the stage lights are on. We use the best stills for advertising." Littlewood stated.
"You never mentioned that before." Brass said.
"You never asked."
"We'll need to take a look at those stills but right now find someone to fill in for Justin. But we still need to know who was where."
"Fine." He walked off in a huff.
"Directors." Catherine shrugged it off.
"You're going to make them perform the number?" Nick questioned.
"And you're going to take pictures." Catherine told him.
"What are you thinking?"
"Maybe someone was out of place." Catherine said.
"By the way Nick stick around after your shift is over I have something for you but I left it in my office."
"Should I ask what it is?" Nick mock whispered to Catherine.
"Just keep between him and the door." Catherine winked.
CSI CSI
"What've we got?" Warrick asked as they neared the area that was taped off.
"Female DB washed up on the beach." Vega stated. "Guy over there found her when he was out walking his dog. He felt for a pulse dragged her out of the water and called it in."
"We're going to need his fingerprints and a DNA sample to rule out any cross-contamination." Sara stated.
"Any ID?" Warrick asked.
"Haven't touched the body, we're still waiting on David. I had a message that he had to do something that involved his mother?" Vega said vaguely.
"Momma Mia?" Sara questioned.
"Something like that." Vega said.
"It's a musical. One of the cast members died on stage earlier." Sara said.
"I guess that would make more sense." Vega conceded.
"I'll talk to the guy with the dog." Sara said.
"I'll photograph the body and take a water sample." Warrick said.
"How did she know what I was talking about?" Vega asked.
"Nick and Cath are looking into it with Brass." Warrick replied as he walked to the waters edge and took a sample of water.
"It was surprising Sara and Nick."
"It wasn't really given their friendship before. It was actually more entertaining seeing Nick's face when I told him that Greg had figured out Sara was engaged to Hodges."
"And Greg's still alive?" Vega questioned.
"Grissom saved him. He was all set to apologise to Nick when Gris walked in a suggested that he should probably apologise to Sara rather than Nick."
"Why are you collecting a water sample? Don't you have one on record for Lake Mead?"
"Different area. This is from where the body washed up and it will give us something to compare it to if she drowned and has water in her lungs."
TBC