Adam playing one of those virtual reality games in the lab. Adam: Yeah!! Die Mac!! Die!! Yeah baby, you bitch for making me lose!!" Mac looks at Adam and laughs at him for being so childish.
Horatio (To Megan) : I see that you no longer wear... (puts on sunglasses) The pirate pants. YYEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!
Stella's playing Call of Duty: Black Ops and is in the middle of a round. She's wearing a teal tank top (Seen in "Officer Blue", not "Summer in The City") and black pants. The Tropas narrator warns of an enemy spy plane above. Stella: "Enemy spy plane my ass you fu....... *Character killed by claymore*! " Stella: "GOD F*$%$@G DAMMIT! How many times am I gonna get killed by those damn things?!!"* Stella yells throwing a fit in response. A minute later, she calms down, and gets a nice kill streak when (1306 miles away in New York, Adam Ross is also playing, never aware Stella was playing the same game, and he deploys a Valkyrie Rocket and kills an enemy player by impacting a car causing it to explode and scoring a kill.) (Back in New Orleans and seeing her character killed by an exploding car) Stella, throwing her arms up in frustration: "What was that?! Oh look at that s&$T!" *She says after watching the Killcam of an enemy player lowering his binoculars after Valkerie rocket impact, unaware it was Adam who did that.*
haha exactly! New York has a lot less options, but there is that guy in the wheelchair... I'd love to see Cath or Nick in NY with Danny. Or Danny going to LV. "I remember you...Thumpy G. Only saw you the once, but I know it was you." Danny: Er, yeah....little undercover thing we had going. We did finally get the guy we were looking for. Vegas PD knew about it, but I guess you guys wouldn't have. And it wasn't gonna work out good to break cover. Lindsay: You never told me about that. Danny: I was just happy to forget it...you think this place is wild, but it's got nothing on Vegas. And don't worry, they only talked to me because they got told I saw something on one of their cases. [insert CSI name here]Hodges, (or Henry, depending if it's DNA analysis or other analysis)where's my test/DNA results? Hodges: Come on, you know that stuff takes months. This isn't TV where you get it in 15 minutes, you know. On NY it could be anyone giving results, there's really no DNA tech. No clue about Miami. [insert CSI name]I can't do that, we aren't cops, we can't just bust in like that. (Vegas only)
Horatio:In America..The judge throws the book at somebody... *puts on sunglasses* In Soviet Russia....Somebody throws book. At the judge. YYYYYYEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!
*Flack walks into the lab and the team is on lunch break and hears Stella screaming in anger at the TV* Stella (Playing "Call of Duty: Black Ops" online multiplayer yells at the TV after her gamer character is killed by a friendly RC-XD): "What the F*** did you blow me up for you d*(#do?! I'm on your f(#+@*g team dammit!" *Flack shakes his head in a combination of delight and disgust at her behavior when she's playing*