"Mr Littlewood." Catherine said as the group approached him.

"Ms Willows." The director replied. "I thought we covered everything we needed to earlier."

"That was then." Catherine replied. "Now we have a court order for everyone's fingerprints."

"Fingerprints?" He questioned. "We have a production to put on. There already have been enough interruptions."

"Anyone who doesn't comply with the court order is coming down to the station." Brass said.

"The sooner you cooperate the sooner we're out of here." Sara added.

"And who exactly may you be?" Littlewood asked.

"This is Sara Sidle; also from the crime lab she's here to help this process go a lot quicker." Catherine replied.

"If you could gather everyone together." Brass suggested. "We can get this process started."

Littlewood huffed and then went off to gather everyone together.

"Directors!" Catherine shrugged. "Nicky set up the equipment and establish the link up."

"I'll give him a hand." Sara offered.

"I'll take care of making sure that everyone who was here last night is here now." Brass added.

"I guess that leaves me with briefing the temperamental actors." Catherine said.

"That's show business." Brass stated.

For some reason Sara couldn't help but laugh hysterically.

"Was it something I said?" Brass inquired.

"Thanks I needed that." Sara said. "Let's find a place to get the equipment set up."

"Just out of curiosity what was funny?" Nick inquired as they found a table to set the equipment on.

"I got a mental image of Brass dressed up in sequins singing, There's No Business Like Show Business."

"Actually that would be pretty funny and something I'd pay good money to see."

"Now if we could Greg to join him in a Ra ra skirt then we'd definitely have a show."

"Ra ra skirt?" Nick questioned.

"Why not?" Sara shrugged and then ran her thumb over the band of her engagement ring.

Nick studied her for a minute.

"I have your first batch of candidates." Brass said.

"Please form an orderly queue, and I'll just take your names and a quick photograph." Sara stated.

"Is this going to take long we have to be on stage in a couple hours?"

"The less you complain the quicker it will go." Sara said. "Right name?"

"Ronald Peterson." He replied. Sara wrote a one by his name on the list and took a photograph with digital camera.

"Proceed to stage two." Sara told him.

"Place your right hand on the plate." Nick instructed.

"What no ink?"

"This way is a lot quicker and leaves no reside to can in some instances take days to get off."

"Next." Sara said hiding a slight smile.

A quick comparison between the fingerprints and the sample print they had, revealed that Peterson was not the person they were looking for.

"You can go." Nick replied.

"Good."

"Name?" Sara prompted.

"First batch are in the clear." Nick said once they were done.

"That's the main characters out." Brass crossed his arms.

"I guess the show can go on." Sara said.

"And the words of probably every casting director in the country." Nick paused. "Next."

"I didn't buy it." Brass said. "Did you?" He asked Sara.

"Not really, I think you'll have to work on that." She teased. "Do you want to bring us the next batch?"

"I'll be right back." Brass said.

"You've definitely cheered up." Nick commented.

"The image of Brass singing will do that for you."

"Have you made a decision about the box?" He inquired.

"Can it stay where it is for a while?" Sara asked.

"As long as you like."

TBC