5. Play dead
"Did I ever mention I hate Halloween." Sofia pushed an empty glass aside.
"Really? I picked you as a party person, who loves celebrating every occasion." The brunette smirked. "The one, who wants to come to work dressed in a costum."
"The party years are long over. I'm way too old to walk around and ask for candies. Or go to the clubs and dance with people half my age."
"You're not that old, Sofia."
"Thanks. How were your days off?"
"Good, I got away, to the mountains, no signs of Halloween. When I came back this afternoon I found out, somebody threw eggs on the window of my kitchen. Not a nice surprise."
"Bad kids, shall I put a broadcast on them and have them arrested?`"
"You're making fun of me. Have you any idea how hard it is to clean old dried eggs from your window? You can't just wash it off with water."
"No, you need more and you have to rub hard."
"Well, show some pity for me then."
"Poor Sara, poor little Sara. You have a hard life, you poor little thing."
"Now I remember again why I never liked you."
"You didn't like me years ago, when you thought I was hitting on your boyfriend, after you got over this strange thought, we got along pretty good. I mean look at us, we meet here for drinks every week. If you didn't enjoy our conversations you wouldn't be here."
"You think."
"I know. Did you know Nick has a new friend?"
"Like a girlfriend?"
"No, like a man's best friend. A dog. A K9. An officer got killed and Nick took the dog home. So the next time you visit him, bring some treats. Apparently Sam is a very nice dog and you should be able to communicate with him without a problem. He understands French, was trained there."
"Oh, Nick has to learn another language? I knew dog could make you work out more, that it also makes you learn foreign language is new to me." Sara laughed.
"I saw them together, I think he is willing to do whatever Sam needs."
"His dog has the same name like Catherine's dead father? That's a little bit weird."
"It would be weird if she owns the dog now."
"Right. How is my Greggo doing?"
"Fine, he worked with Nick. Morgan and Finn got a case of a shot lawyer. First it looked like he was killed by a jealous husband or boyfriend, as he slept around much, but it was his neighbor, who fell in love with him and couldn't handle to fact, he didn't feel anything for her. In fact, he called her old enough to be his mother."
"Ouch. Humiliation is never a good idea."
"It got him killed."
"Yeah…how comes you are so up to date with their cases? Don't you have anything else to do than watch the CSI nightshift doing their work?"
"I've got a lot of other things to do, but you guys were my team, I do consider you as my friends, and friends try to stay up to date with their friend's life. Did you not check where I was when you came back from France?"
"No, I had forgotten about you." The brunette grinned and blinked at the blonde. Of course she had checked where Sofia was. Like the Deputy Chief said, you want to know how your friends are, what they were doing.