:lol: Well I try. And yes, stupid Trevor! *shakes fist*
Face To Face
[Hummerhome]
Speed: *walks over* Are you done with the rat?
Horatio: As done as I can possibly be. This counter is awfully slippery though.
Missy: I hope we're not going to cook on that counter.
Delko: Yeah I don't want to eat rat entrails.
Horatio: Nonsense, the entrails are in the garbage.
Delko: Isn't that a health risk?
Horatio: Well if you stick your face in the garbage can, it could be. *Arm slips* AH!
[Evidence gets knocked over into sink]
Speed: *looks down* ...What was that 'klink' I heard?
Horatio: That was...Nothing.
Speed: *frowns* Horatio...
Horatio: *clicks on flashlight* It seems as though we've lost some evidence to the bowels of the pipes.
Speed: Horatio my wedding ring was in that evidence bag.
Horatio: And now it's down the sink.
Speed: Go get it.
Horatio: You go get it.
Speed: You dropped it.
Horatio: You bought it.
Speed: It's your Hummerhome.
Horatio: It's your fault.
Speed: What? How is this my fault?
Horatio: If it weren't for you killing the hobo, none of this would have happened.
Speed: If it wasn't for that guy breaking in here, none of this would have happened. And I didn't kill him. So crack open that pipe and get my ring back.
Horatio: What do you need the ring for anyway? It's just a piece of gold.
Speed: Yeah well it was expensive.
Horatio: Buy a new one.
Speed: I can't buy a new wedding ring.
Horatio: Buy a new wife.
Speed: I don't want a new wife.
Horatio: How touching.
Speed: *grabs Horatio by the collar* Do you know what she'll do to me if she finds out YOU lost MY ring? I will be down in hell with that homeless man getting jabbed in the rear end with a pitch fork.
Horatio: At least you'll find out who killed our homeless man.
Speed: Open. The. Pipe.
Horatio: I can't just saw through pipes.
Speed: Call a plumber.
Horatio: I don't want to pay a guy with pants hanging down to his ankles 500 dollars an hour to tell me there's a ring down the sink.
Katie: *walks in* What's down the sink?
Speed: HEY! It's nothing. Let's go over here away from the sink.
Katie: Why?
Speed: No reason.
Katie: *squints* Okay what are you not telling me?
Speed: Nothing. I'm not hiding a thing from my darling, beautiful and forgiving wife who does not judge and never EVER gets mad at ANYONE for ANYTHING.
Katie: *crosses arms* What did you do.
Speed: Horatio lost my wedding ring.
Katie: So? You act like it's not even there.
Speed: Uh yeah tell me that the next time you decide to hop in our bed with another man.
Katie: ...Okay so how do we get the ring out?
Speed: Horatio's going to call a plumber.
Horatio: No he's not. I'm not spending that much money.
Speed: Look, I spent a lot of money on that ring so you had better get your cell phone out and make a few calls or I'm going to jam that dead rat up your a-
Katie: Tim, calm down.
Speed: I am calm. I'm a very calm person.
Horatio: *looks over sink* Hey maybe it went down the garborator instead.
Speed: That's even worse.
Horatio: Well at least you'll get it back. It just won't be in ring-form.
Speed: That's reassuring.
Horatio: Okay who has small hands?
Speed: You are not sending someone down the garborator.
Horatio: It's the only way.
Speed: No it's not.
Horatio: Do you have a better idea?
Speed: Yeah. A plumber.
Horatio: Let's call a tow truck.
Speed: What is a tow truck going to do?
Horatio: I don't know, you're the one with all the brilliant ideas.
Katie: Okay let's just go underneath the sink and pry open the pipe. It should fall out right?
Horatio: Good idea. Who wants to do it?
Speed: You lost it, you do it.
Horatio: Fine, hand me my tool kit.
Speed: Fine.
[10 minutes later]
Horatio: It's like it's stuck or something!
Speed: Did you try turning it the other way?
Horatio: ..Yes.
Speed: *sigh*
[Horatio opens pipe, water sprays everywhere]
Horatio: AH! I'M DROWNING!
Speed: Turn off the water!
Delko: *runs, turns off water*
Horatio: *holds up ring* I got it. And it's still intact.
Speed: *grabs ring* Don't touch it ever again.
Horatio: That's still evidence.
Speed: No it's not. *puts on ring*
Horatio: Fine, but you're just incriminating yourself.
TBC...........
Face To Face
[Hummerhome]
Speed: *walks over* Are you done with the rat?
Horatio: As done as I can possibly be. This counter is awfully slippery though.
Missy: I hope we're not going to cook on that counter.
Delko: Yeah I don't want to eat rat entrails.
Horatio: Nonsense, the entrails are in the garbage.
Delko: Isn't that a health risk?
Horatio: Well if you stick your face in the garbage can, it could be. *Arm slips* AH!
[Evidence gets knocked over into sink]
Speed: *looks down* ...What was that 'klink' I heard?
Horatio: That was...Nothing.
Speed: *frowns* Horatio...
Horatio: *clicks on flashlight* It seems as though we've lost some evidence to the bowels of the pipes.
Speed: Horatio my wedding ring was in that evidence bag.
Horatio: And now it's down the sink.
Speed: Go get it.
Horatio: You go get it.
Speed: You dropped it.
Horatio: You bought it.
Speed: It's your Hummerhome.
Horatio: It's your fault.
Speed: What? How is this my fault?
Horatio: If it weren't for you killing the hobo, none of this would have happened.
Speed: If it wasn't for that guy breaking in here, none of this would have happened. And I didn't kill him. So crack open that pipe and get my ring back.
Horatio: What do you need the ring for anyway? It's just a piece of gold.
Speed: Yeah well it was expensive.
Horatio: Buy a new one.
Speed: I can't buy a new wedding ring.
Horatio: Buy a new wife.
Speed: I don't want a new wife.
Horatio: How touching.
Speed: *grabs Horatio by the collar* Do you know what she'll do to me if she finds out YOU lost MY ring? I will be down in hell with that homeless man getting jabbed in the rear end with a pitch fork.
Horatio: At least you'll find out who killed our homeless man.
Speed: Open. The. Pipe.
Horatio: I can't just saw through pipes.
Speed: Call a plumber.
Horatio: I don't want to pay a guy with pants hanging down to his ankles 500 dollars an hour to tell me there's a ring down the sink.
Katie: *walks in* What's down the sink?
Speed: HEY! It's nothing. Let's go over here away from the sink.
Katie: Why?
Speed: No reason.
Katie: *squints* Okay what are you not telling me?
Speed: Nothing. I'm not hiding a thing from my darling, beautiful and forgiving wife who does not judge and never EVER gets mad at ANYONE for ANYTHING.
Katie: *crosses arms* What did you do.
Speed: Horatio lost my wedding ring.
Katie: So? You act like it's not even there.
Speed: Uh yeah tell me that the next time you decide to hop in our bed with another man.
Katie: ...Okay so how do we get the ring out?
Speed: Horatio's going to call a plumber.
Horatio: No he's not. I'm not spending that much money.
Speed: Look, I spent a lot of money on that ring so you had better get your cell phone out and make a few calls or I'm going to jam that dead rat up your a-
Katie: Tim, calm down.
Speed: I am calm. I'm a very calm person.
Horatio: *looks over sink* Hey maybe it went down the garborator instead.
Speed: That's even worse.
Horatio: Well at least you'll get it back. It just won't be in ring-form.
Speed: That's reassuring.
Horatio: Okay who has small hands?
Speed: You are not sending someone down the garborator.
Horatio: It's the only way.
Speed: No it's not.
Horatio: Do you have a better idea?
Speed: Yeah. A plumber.
Horatio: Let's call a tow truck.
Speed: What is a tow truck going to do?
Horatio: I don't know, you're the one with all the brilliant ideas.
Katie: Okay let's just go underneath the sink and pry open the pipe. It should fall out right?
Horatio: Good idea. Who wants to do it?
Speed: You lost it, you do it.
Horatio: Fine, hand me my tool kit.
Speed: Fine.
[10 minutes later]
Horatio: It's like it's stuck or something!
Speed: Did you try turning it the other way?
Horatio: ..Yes.
Speed: *sigh*
[Horatio opens pipe, water sprays everywhere]
Horatio: AH! I'M DROWNING!
Speed: Turn off the water!
Delko: *runs, turns off water*
Horatio: *holds up ring* I got it. And it's still intact.
Speed: *grabs ring* Don't touch it ever again.
Horatio: That's still evidence.
Speed: No it's not. *puts on ring*
Horatio: Fine, but you're just incriminating yourself.
TBC...........