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Culinary Disaster
She wanted to do something special for him.
She invited him to dinner. She would cook.
She should have known better than to try.
When Grissom arrived, Sara's apartment smelled of burned food. Her hair was in a messy ponytail, her face was flushed and her eyes shone with tears. Grissom looked around and smiled.
"Well, my dear, I may have to call you CD."
"Compact Disc?" she frowned.
He shook his head. "Culinary Disaster."
Then he was laughing and she was laughing and he was kissing her and she was kissing him and neither of them cared about dinner.