1.
Nat: WTH is that Eric?
Eric: What? It's a kilt...scottish, you know...
Nat: *pissed* Eric...you're Cuban...
Eric: So? Can't Cubans like skirts?
Nat: *thinking* Thank God I'm not with him anymore...
2.
Nat: Damn it Eric. How many times do I have to tell you not to get a shower in the change room after evidence diving. Now because of you, I got seaweed sand trapped in my toes.
Eric: :lol::guffaw:
3.
Nat: Is your head hurting you, Eric, 'cause I don't know if you know, but you got no pants on today.
Eric: *hoity-toity* I did not forget to put them on, Natalia. This is Miami, it's hot, & besides green doesn't look good with this top.
Horatio & Calleigh: *out of shot* looks at each other
Cal: *out of shot, mouths to H* Green???!!!
4.
Nat: umm, Eric...your zippers undone
Eric:
5.
Nat: Eric, you went undercover yesterday now give me back my skirt!!
Eric: The shoes, too? *pouts* Fine.
6.
Nat: Eric! Gosh! Have some self-control!! I know I'm hot & everything but...
Happy voting.