"Hey." Robin walked into the evidence room. Greg was sitting at the light table working on a T-shirt. "What are you doing?"

"A homeless man was found dead near the strip. I'm looking for trace on his shirt."

"How did he die?"

"Well, he didn't have any fresh injuries, so we don't know yet. I'm going down to autopsy when I'm finished in here." Greg wasn't really trying to impress her anymore. He figured his chance was gone, now that she thought he had a drinking problem.

"Would you mind me watching you for a bit?"

Greg looked up surprised. "...Huh?"

Robin laughed a bit. "I mean, watch you doing your work. I'm very interested in the CSIs work."
"Really?" Just now he thought he saw an opportunity. "Did you know I used to be a DNA tech?"

"You were? When?"

"I started my CSI training six years ago. I just couldn't stand being in that lab all day long anymore. I needed to get out."

"Wow, impressive. I don't think I could do it. Do you regret it sometimes?"

"Never. I mean, I loved my job as a DNA tech, but... I just felt like I needed a change."

She nodded. They ended up talking for over an hour, without even noticing how time was flying by. Greg even got a chance to explain that he actually didn't have an alcohol problem. They were just having a good conversation when Catherine went in.

"You're still busy with the victim's clothes? Doc Robbin's waiting for you, you know."

Greg looked at his watch. "Oh, shoot! Sorry, Cath, I..."

"It's okay," she replied with a fake smile. "Robin, I think Sara's looking for you, she needs you to process DNA samples from some suspects."

"Of course. Sorry, Catherine..." She quickly walked out.

"Any luck yet?" Catherine asked.

"Well there's a shoe print on the shirt, suggesting he was kicked..."

"I was talking about Robin."

He looked up surprised. "W-what?"

"Sara told me what you guys are up to. I doubt Hodges' her type." She smiled.

"Yeah, but I might be," he replied confident.

"Maybe..." she smiled as she walked out. "And now go meet up with Doc Robbins!"

End of shift arrived. Both Hodges and Greg wanted to talk to Robin before they left the lab, but couldn't find her.

"You know, I think I forgot something at the lab..." Hodges said as he and Greg were walking to the parking deck.

"Give it a rest. Just go home, take a cold shower and embarrass yourself again tomorrow," Greg said teasing.

"See you tomorrow, guys!" Nick said from his car as he drove past them. Robin was sitting in the passenger seat, waving at them.

Both Greg and Hodges stood there stunned.

Greg was sitting in the break room the next day. Hodges was there as well, but he was walking up and down the room, waiting for Nick to come in.

"Sit down, Hodges," Greg said annoyed. Hodges was walking up and down in here for ten minutes now.

"Who the hell does he think he is?"

"Ever heard the saying 'don't hate the player, hate the game'?" Greg asked amused while reading in a newspaper. "It's not his fault that you turned her off."

"Why would she be turned off by me? I kept giving her compliments, offered to help her settle in, I've been the perfect gentleman!"

"Maybe she doesn't like guys who call their mothers everyday," Greg said with a grin on his face, holding the newspaper to his face, pretending to read it. He didn't, though. He needed to concentrate not to laugh right now.

"...What?"

"Well maybe someone... told her that you did."

"But I don't!" Hodges said shocked. "Did you tell her lies about me?"

"Well, did I? Uh, I don't know! Maybe..." He laughed.

"How could you do this?"

"I don't know, maybe I was drunk again," he replied sarcastically.

"Come on, that was uncool!"

"How was this any different from what you did?"

"...Because! You were supposed to help me find a girlfriend, after what happened with Wendy..."

"You know what, you're right. How about this? I'll have dinner with Robin and then I'll help you find a girlfriend." Greg put the newspaper in front of his face again.

Hodges rolled his eyes.

"Hey guys, what's up?" Nick went in with a grin on his face.

"Finally! What happened yesterday?" Hodges asked before Nick could even sit down.

"Nothing, I just gave her a ride home."

"Of course you did. What happened?"

"Nothing happened. And don't be so nosy."

"Jesus, Hodges. Just accept the fact that she's not into you," Greg said.

"I bet you ten bucks that I'll go on a date with her in the next two weeks! ...If Nick's telling the truth and nothing happened."

Both Nick and Greg rolled their eyes.

"Come on, who's in?"

"Whatever. I'm in." Nick sat down after fixing himself a coffee.

Greg shook his head. "You're both awful."

Hodges coughed as he said, "Coward."

Greg rolled his eyes. "Okay, I'm in."

"In on what?" Sara asked as she walked in.

"Nothing," they all said.

"Something's up... Does it have anything to do with the new hot DNA tech you're all sneaking around lately?"

"Okay, Sara... You're a woman," Hodges said.

"I already don't like where this is going..."

"Who do you think Robin likes the most? Me or one of those clowns?"

Sara rolled her eyes. "I'm not getting into this. I don't want to hurt anybody's feelings, and I'd probably would have to hurt either one of you." She left.

Greg, Hodges and Nick stood in front of the DNA lab.

"What do you think? Should I just go in there and ask her out?" Hodges asked.

"Did you even have a real conversation with her yet?" Nick replied.

"Well... Kind of... Not..."

Greg rolled his eyes. "Step aside, grandpas, I'm just gonna ask her out!"

"No, don't you da..." It was too late, Greg was already in the lab.

He came back just a few minutes later with a grin on his face. "Good luck, man." He patted Hodges on the shoulder and walked away.

"...What? What happened in there? Hey, wait!"

Hodges ran after Greg while Nick was ambling behind them.

"Hey, what did just happen in there?" Hodges asked as he grabbed Greg's arm to force him to turn around.

Greg was still grinning.

"...Did you ask her out? Did she say yes? When's the date?" Hodges asked almost hysterically.

"Calm down, Hodges. I'm not going out on a date with her."

"Really?" Hodges said with a smile on his face, but looked wary just a second later. "Why not? Did she reject you? But why are you grinning, then? Is something wrong with her? What? ...No wait, I don't want to know... What is it? Tell me!"

Greg laughed. "Wow, had I known how bad you need it I would've helped you to ask her out."

Hodges gave Greg an annoyed look. "Funny. Very funny. Now come on, spit it."

Nick stood behind Hodges looking rather disinterested.

"Well, I'll tell you this much. She didn't want to go out with me."

"...Yeah? Did she say why?"

"Well, maybe she wants somebody shorter and older than her. In that case you could actually have a shot at it!" Greg turned around with an amused look on his face and kept on walking.

Hodges raised an eyebrow. "...You're not older than her? How old is she?"