6. Pick and roll

"How flexible are you?" Sara greeted Sofia when the blonde came into the bar.

"Depends. I'm not Elastigirl."

"Not? I'd love to see you in her suit."

"For that, you have to make me very, very drunk." Sofia laughed. She had no idea if she could get into that suit, it looked very, very tight. It would take ages and imagine, you had to go to the toilette…no, that was no suit for her. "So, what do you have in mind? Why am I supposed to be flexible?"

"I didn't have dinner. How about changing the location?"

No tight suit? Perfect. "I am your Elastigirl. Where do you want to go to?"

"A few doors down is a café with a fairly good menu."

"Lets go." A little snack couldn't hurt and the only food the bar offered, were chips and nuts. The blonde opened the door for the other woman.

"Thanks. Did you check on us again?"

"The son of your supervisor was a murder suspect, of course I stay up to date. He slapped the victim, his girlfriend had a sexual relationship with the victim, I had to have a look on the case, after all the things, that happened here the last years. Please, don't think I don't trust you guys."

"It's your job, Sofia."

"Thanks." The blonde felt guilty when she checked on her old shift, but it was her job. People expected her to have an eye on everything, especially when murder was involved.

"So, what does your boss, Ecklie, say about Las Vegas lost two more famous faces? At least famous for sports fans?"

"He's not happy about it, but it has nothing to do with LVPD. We solved the case, the press won't bother us. In fact, it will get us out of the spotlight, which is good. Did DB tell his son about his girlfriend? What she did or does for a living?" Imagine your father sits next to you and tells you, your girlfriend wasn't the one, you thought she was. That she had a secret life, you most likely not agree with. It was the end of the relationship, wasn't it?

"No."

"She reminded me of Lady Heather. I mean, the dominatrix thing. There are some, who actually never sleep with their clients, they only punish them. Is it a betrayal when you punish another man to his sexual arousal? When you never sleep with him, maybe not even touch him? Can being a dominatrix be like any other job? You do it from nine to five, or five to midnight, as your clients will work during the day, go home and forget about it? Will it be work or sex for you?"

"That will depend on whom you ask." Sara opened the door for Sofia to the bar. "We had once a president, who claimed he never had a sexual relationship with this woman. Some people see oral sex not as sex. So when being a dominatrix, not touching anybody but yet make him aroused is not sex, it's not a betrayal. Not a physical. Keeping it secret from your partner is a betrayal. For some it's worse than a physical betrayal."

"I'd kick my boyfriend out if he betrays me, one way or another."

"You have a boyfriend?" Now Sara was surprised. She didn't know this about the blonde. Why was she alone in the bar? Why was she in the bar at all and not with her boyfriend?

"Yes, believe it or not, somebody loves me."

"Why don't I know him?"

"Must have slipped my mind after we meet for ages, tell each other everything and are BFF. You'd never keep your relationship secret, I know." Sweet little irony.

"Okay, your point." Sara chuckled. She was the last one to complain about keeping secrets because, as Sofia pointed out, she never mentioned anything about Grissom and her. "I hope he's a good guy."

"If not, I know how to handle bad guys. And you have the equipment in the lab to punish the bad guy. Will you take a whip with you when you go to a scene? Next to your gun."

"No, I leave that to you, Deputy Chief. You can wear your Elastigirl suit and swing the whip. Maybe your boyfriend likes that."

"Nah, I think he likes me more as a surfer girl, you know, a bikini is less fabrics than a suit. He wants me out of my clothes and not in something, he needs hours to get me out."

"Too much information." Sara covered her ears and walked to a free table. It was enough to know Sofia was in a relationship, she didn't need any details about it.