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Nick smiled, yet he wasn't sure if that was supposed to be a good or bad thing. They reached the car and left the scene, driving away to the Las Vegas Crime Lab.
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Meanwhile, Greg.....
 
suede hat. Greg pushed Hodges into the centre of the room, then motioned to Riley. She pulled out a camera and began taking pictures quickly. Hodges backed away, covering his face.

"What are you doing?" he cried.

Greg laughed. "Success, baby! This is for the time you...
 
stalking him! By this time tomorrow, everyone in the entire lab will have this picture as their desktop."

Greg smirked, folding his arms across his chest.

"Is that so," said...
 
Wendy. "I have an even better one for you to use."

"Wendy!" Hodges said when she held up a picture of him dressed as...
 
"With the cone chest plates and everything?" Riley asked and Wendy nodded.

Greg started laughing so hard that he...
 
Well, in the sense that he ended up spilling his soda all over his pants. He quickly grabbed a jacket and tied it around his waist before going to the locker room to change. Good thing he was in the back of the room, as no one saw what he did.

Riley and Wendy were shocked when Hodges grabbed Wendy's hand and kissed it. Wendy turned to Hodges and...
 
slapped him sharply across the face.

"Don't patronize me, Hodges. Or do you kiss all 'buxom' lab techs?" she raised an eyebrow.

Meanwhile, across town...
 
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