"Nicky my boy, life is a beautiful thing. Enjoy it!" Gil Grissom turned around and left Nick Stokes gaping. Warrick Brown put his hand on Nick's shoulder and Nick look back at him.

"Warrick, did he look?"

"Cheerful?" "Drunk?" They spoke at the same time.

"Who's drunk? Or cheerful?"

A beautiful strawberry blonde appeared behind them. Nick and Warrick both had bewildered looks on their faces. "Catherine? You look hot, uh beautiful, today."

"Thanks Warrick. Nick, you have a 419, take Greg with you, he'll love it."

"I know."

"Good luck."

"Sooo-oo-ooo." Greg Sanders was in a damn good mood today. "Did you two see Grissom yet?"

"Yeah, he looked..."

"Cheerful" "Drunk" "Like he got laid." The tree Stooges spoke at the same time, but the older two looked at the newbie CSI, shocked and quite disgusted at the suggestion.

"What? We're talking about Grissom, he didn't. Ew, that's disgusting man!"

"If you knew who he did the tango it wouldn't be so hard to imagine Grissom as a..." He stopped when he noticed the look in Nick's eyes.

"Don't go there Greg."

"Dude...!"

"Who did he..? Do?" Nick had a hard time getting the words out. It was just wierd to think of Grissom like that.

"A beautiful, hot blonde, who's close to him, and been friends with him for like 20 years."

"Catherine? Come on Greg."

"Like the boss himself tells me, 'the evidence never lies'." Greg did his best Grissom impersonation. "Let's take a look shall we?" They all looked towards to the break room where Grissom and Catherine sat by the table, drinking coffee/soda and eating bagles.

"They're just eating, we all eat Greg."

"Look under the table, what are you two, 12?" Greg purred and said in his usual Greggy-mode, "Down girl! Not that Griss is any better, look at that." They just got Grissom spilling his soda all over Catherine and moved to help her dry off. "It was staged dudes!"

"What are you, Professor Know It All?"

"Damn, I wish I was Grissom." Warrick and Nick both leaned their heads to the side and sighed.

"Anyone wanna follow them into the locker room? 100 bucks he presses her up against the wall."

"Grissom? No way man. You're on!"

"Yeah, me too."

They moved into the locker room only to see, as Greg had predicted, Grissom leaned against Catherine up against the wall, kissing her. Greg cleared his throat. Grissom quickly stepped away and adjusted himself. "I'll see you later Catherine. Crime scene awaits."

"Thanks for the help with my shirt." Catherine tried to hold her laughter, but was amused by seeing Grissom not even able to meet the looks of his co-workers.

"Yeah." The boys all smirked as they watched Grissom leave in a hurry.

"Oh. My. God. You're doing Grissom!"

"What, I'm not ... doing ... anyone!"

"Let's look at the evidence shall we? Grissom is all of a sudden happier than Courtney Love alone in a doctor's office with the key, and not to mention not tense. He spills soda all over you, then proccedes to 'help' you clean up and we find you pressed against the wall by none other than mr Grissom with his hands all over you."

"You, uh, saw that?"

"Was that an admission of guilt Willows?" Catherine put on her leather jacket and wiped her lips.

"I have to go, Grissom's waiting for me, we have a crime scene."

"Oh, I bet you do."

"Ciao boys." Giving them a wink, she walked out of the locker room.

"Did you see how red he was?"

"Did you see how red she was?"

"Did you see how Cath wasen't wearing a bra?"

"Dude."

"Like you didn't notice. I mean Nicky, I know you have Sara, but dude!" Greg put his hand out. "Well, boys, seems you lost the bet... Pay up."

"Yeah sure Greggo. Oh, except not." They both turned and walked out.

"Yo Brown! Stokes? Just 20 bucks? Split? 10? Dudes?" But Greg couldn't help but smirk while flashing to seeing his boss and Catherine all over each other. If there was one thing he'd put money on, they were it.