This is so ridiculous.
Frank: Horatio, there's something wrong.
Horatio: What happened?
Frank: ... Marisol has a boo boo on her forehead.
Horatio: Oh, noes!
Eric: Hey, guys.
Frank: Oh, hi, Eric.
Eric: What's going on?
Frank: Hmm... nothing that concerns you, really. Just some shootout or something.
Horatio: Is Marisol okay?
Eric: Wait, what?
Frank: It probably hurts a lot.
Eric: Marisol? My sister Marisol?
Frank: She's with a paramedic.
Horatio: She has no family...
Eric: ...I'M family!
Frank: I know. She's so weak and defenseless. Good thing you're banging her or the poor girl would be all lost.
Eric: What the hell happened to my sister?!
Horatio: I'm gonna check on her.
Eric: No, I need to see her.
Horatio: Listen to me, Eric. You're her brother, so here's what we're gonna do: stay here, all alone and without any type of information regarding your sister's health, and I will go to the hospital with her. I know she could be dying and all, but yeah, both fingers AND toes crossed. I think. These shoes are tighty, anyway. Also, um, you wanna start working on the scene? I can't, just moisturized. Okay, toodles!
Please. Eric is her brother, and he doesn't even deserve to see her. But Horatio, the guy who JUST met her, has the right to go with her and get all the information before Eric? Bullturds.
Oh, that dude was on CSI: New York.
Heh. Flirty Calleigh gets some info. Reminds me of season 2 *yearns*.