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"I can't believe they all agreed to come to my tiny ass apartment for Thanksgiving. They really must think that I have no life."

"You know, before I pulled my head out of my ass, that idea wasn't too far off the truth, Sara."

"Griss, I get it. I was a lonely nerd with no life."

"As was I, my dear, as was I. It's nice how certain things cancel each other out."

"Like morning breath," she said as she kissed him deeply.

"Exactly like morning breath," he smiled.

"Right…so did you figure out what you are going to say yet?"

"No idea," he shrugged.

"Grissom! Thanksgiving is tomorrow!"

"No, really?" he said quite sarcastically.

"Ha!" she smacked his arm and pushed him off the bed.

"Ow! What the hell was that for?" he asked as he got up.

"Now that you are finally off of your ass, you can get to thinking about what to say."

"Could've been a bit nicer about that, Sara."

"With only one day left, I've no time to be nice," she laughed.

"Forget about what I'm going to say. First let's talk about appearance."

"Oh, I already know what I'm wearing."

"No, Sara," he laughed. "I mean am I showing up when everyone else does, or am I going to be here when they show up?"

"Why? Do you want to mess with them?" her face lit up.

"Um, why?"

"Because it'll be fun as hell, duh!"

"What exactly are you thinking, Sara?"

"Just subtle things, you know. It will mean that you won't have to plan something to say…"

"Well, if I don't have to say anything, then I am definitely okay with that."

"Oh, this is going to be so much fun!" she practically squealed. She could hardly wait.

"What, exactly, do you have in mind, Oh Devious One?"

"Subtle things like a look or a touch," she shrugged. "I don't really know yet."

"So, exactly like we are around the lab. How is that messing with them?"

"More touching…standing close to each other the whole time or something, Griss. Just act like we do when they aren't around."

"So you're planning on having tons of sex in front of our friends?" he asked with a suggestive look on his face.

"As ridiculously fun as that sounds, Griss, no."

"Damn!"

"Whatever, we'll just figure it out as the day goes."

"You're evil, you know."

"And that's why you love me," she said with a kiss.

"Of course, that's the only reason," he joked.

She gave his arm a punch. "So funny. Anyway, what time is everyone coming? I want to make sure that they don't have to wait too long for food, but I still want plenty of time to mess with them all."

"Do you know how long it will take to do all of the food?"

"Hell, no, Griss. I've never made a Thanksgiving dinner before."

"Call and tell them to be here around one or two. That should give us a couple of hours to sit around."

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"Perfect! They all said that they will be here a little after noon."

"Sara, you're having too much fun with this and we haven't even started yet."

"Griss, this is going to be the absolute best Thanksgiving ever! Of course I'm already having fun. Aren't you?"

"I admit that it is going to be fun, but I don't want you to be too excited tomorrow. If you're freaking out then like you are now, you're going to make it too obvious to them."

"I'll calm down by then. It's just the thought of the looks on their faces, especially Catherine's." her eyes widened with excitement.

"This is going to kill Greg."

"I know it is. Poor guy really likes me." Her smile faded a little when she thought of it.

"He'll find someone eventually. I'm pretty sure that Judy likes him."

"You noticed that?!" she said with surprise.

"What?"

"Grissom, you never even noticed that Catherine likes Warrick."

"Yeah, so?"

"You don't notice them, the most obvious thing in the whole world next to us, but you notice the secretary's crush?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yeah"

"You really, really suck at reading people, Grissom."

"Hey, I never claimed to be a people person." He put his hands up in defense for himself.

"Good, because it would have been a lie." She poked him.

"Ow… so am I going to be here when people show up or not?"

"I think it would be better if you were already here."

"Better for the plan, you mean?" he asked.

"Oh! You should answer the door!"

"Well, that will certainly throw them off." He smiled.

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