-Gee, how did you find that place?

-It’s like paradise, isn’t it?

-Yes, it really is.

-You know, you should stay and see more of the city. There are wonderful restaurants and views that are just amazing.

- I’d love to, but I need to come back home. I miss my daughter.

-Lindsay. She is a pretty girl. And as I can see by the picture you shown me she’ll be as charming as her mom is.

-C’mom!

-Am I telling a lie?

-You like children, don’t you?

-Yes, I care about them.

-I could see that by the way you looked after the chief’s baby.

-She is a smart kid. She’ll be fine. But you, Catherine, you’re changing subjects here.

He called the waiter.

-Champagne, please.

-So, what are we celebrating?

-Celebrating you are here. You know, I’m planing to send a request to your chief asking you to work here with me.

-It would be a great change. Dayshift, beach... But I don’t think it’s time, now.

-How’s your supervisor?

-Grissom? Well, he is completely different from you, that you can be sure.

-I heard he is the one.

-He is one of the best, in fact. This is one reason to work with him.

-So, there are others...

-Not what you’re thinking. We’re great friends, in a strange way, you know. He is a nice guy, but sometimes he needs someone to put him connected to human beings, or he’ll keep himself in bugs’ world.

-And that’s what you do.

-Try to. You know, we have a great team there. You know Warrick, and there are Nick and Sara, too. You should visit us someday.

-Only if you promise me to be my cicerone in Sin City.

-I’d love to.

-Great. Now, would you give me the honor of a dance?

-I can’t see a dance floor here...

-Does it matter?

-Hey, it’s not fair! You’re really surprising me more and more.

-May I have this dance, milady?

-Yes, sir!

Catherine was amazed.

Despite the fact that you are charming, well dressed and smells delicious, you really dance well. Grissom needs to be introduced to you, Mr. Crane. He could learn something...

-Catherine, what is so fun?

-Sorry?

-You’re smiling. There is something in your mind, I can see.

-Sorry, Crane.

-Please, call me H. Everybody does.

-Okay, H. I was just wondering...

-Wondering what?

-Are you sure you’re a CSI supervisor? I mean, a geek’s supervisor?

-Hey! Geeks can be cool!

-Yeah! You’re proving that point just now.

-Can I tell you a secret?

-I am ready to listen.

-When I fist looked at you, so small, so delicate; I was worried that you could break into small pieces. I mean, you look like a porcelain doll. Then I talked to you and looked in your eyes. Jesus, with few words you showed that strong personality you have. You can cause damage.

-Is it good?

-Let me put it this way: you’re close to perfection to me.

-I see. What is missing, by the way?

-You, moving to Miami.

The music changed, but they didn’t stop dancing. She laughed. He smiled and just as she suspected it would happen, he kissed her.

Further that night she was going to take a plan back to Las Vegas. What the hell? That was going to be the perfect night. And nobody would change it.

~Fin~