Josh: MY BIG BROTHER IS OKAY! *starts to cry*
Speed: *rolls eyes*
Delko: Can I have a hug too?
Speed: *frowns* No.
GIVE THE MAN A DAMN HUG ALREADY!
Speed: Let me stop you right there. First of all, CSIs never say 'probably', and secondly she's not dead.
Delko: How do you know?
Speed: She's smart. Smarter than you.
Yeah! CSIs
never say probable. Wait. Why not, Speed?
And yes, Jess is a million times smarter than you, Delko. She's alive. (or else)
Speed: Eric, life never goes the way we want it to go. Why do you think Visa was invented?
Yeah, Eric. Why do you think Visa was invented? :lol:
Speed: I don't have the answers, Eric. If you want to find out the meaning of life, go to a church or sit on a mountain top. Hell, watch Oprah, she seems to have it all figured out.
YES! Become a monk, Eric! Or just watch Oprah. Or even Ellen! (*squee* They film Ellen in burbank, near my house *squee* Ok back to RT.)
Delko: You can sleep on the coffee table.
Speed: ...Yeah because everyone's doing that nowadays.
YES! It's the new thing, Speed. Very Retro. I would know, everyone here's doing it. And here is where the stars and rich people are who control the world.
Sorry, back to RT again.
Speed: *frowns*
Delko: Speedy, I can sense you frowning.
Speed: *throws pen*
Yeah, Speedy. Don't be such a sourpuss. :lol:
Josh: Tim, stop breathing so heavily. I can't get to sleep.
Speed: That's Eric.
Delko: Sorry, I snore loudly.
Speed: *crosses arms*
Josh: Tim, I can hear the fabric of your shirt moving. Quiet it down a little more.
Speed: *rolls eyes*
Josh: I can see the whites of your eyes and now I can't sleep.
Speed: Roll over.
Josh: I am. *rolls over* Hey this side's comfy too. It's like I'm on a cloud.
Speed: *looks around*
Delko: Man I can't even hear myself think. Close your eyes Speed!
Speed: SHUT UP! SHUT UP! SHUT! UP!
Delko: *sits up* I'm not the one making all of the noise.
I love asshole Delko and Josh. :lol: He almost died though, lay off guys.
Josh: You can sleep at the foot of the bed if you want.
Speed: I'm not a dog. *grabs keys*
Yeah! *stomps foot* He is NOT a dog! (Though he is shaggy. And does bark a lot. And I bet he bites, too.)
Mama: I found Josh's eyelash curler by the way, it was between the couch cushions.
Speed: That's great mom.
SPEED! That IS great! Be happy for your brother! :lol:
Mama: *smiles* Such a sweetheart. Although you shouldn't frown so much honey, you don't want to wrinkle.
YEAH SPEED! YOU DON'T WANT TO WRINKLE!
Calleigh: Give it.
Riley: Get your own.
Calleigh: I would but it's in your hand.
Riley: Bite me.
Calleigh: Gross.
Stetler: *walks over* What's going on here ladies?
Catfight!
STETLER! Get your f***ing ass out of there! Leave them alone, Stetler!
Riley: Who the hell are you?
Stetler: *laughs* Is she serious?
YES! She's serious, she's a sweet girl who is blessed not to know you! SHut up, Stetler, you're not all so high and mighty! *sticks tongue out at Stetler*
Calleigh: I wouldn't know.
Stetler: I'm Rick Stetler.
Riley: Congratulations.
YOU go Riley! Good one! :lol:
Stetler: Internal Affairs...I make sure no one screws up...
Riley: Well then go find someone who's screwin' up, chump.
Stetler: Let me start with you. Insubordination.
Riley: *laughs* That's funny because I don't work for you.
Stetler: Give me that file.
Riley: Why?
Stetler: Because I said so.
Riley: Oh I'm shaking. Let me take this moment to scream in horror.
Yeah, go find someone who's screwin' up, Stetler! You GO Riley! I love this kid, Geni!
Stetler: Let's take a walk Riley.
Riley: I don't think so. I usually skip around aimlessly with department store looking cardboard cut-outs on the second date.
Stetler: You. In my office. Now.
Riley: *rolls eyes* If you say so.
:lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
Riley: I'd hardly call you an authority.
Stetler: I bet you have no problem with Horatio Caine.
Riley: Now him I do trust.
Stetler: Why?
Riley: He has an honest face. You don't, ergo, I don't trust you.
Stetler: Don't mock me. I can have you arrested.
Riley: For what?
SHE trusts H! You're an ass Stetler! She trusts him! *screams and points*
Riley: Wow there must be a lot of people in line for your job. Get paid to be an ass, now that's living the life.
Took the words right out of my mouth! :lol:
Stetler: You know Riley, I like you. You have a personality.
Riley: You don't. I guess we cancel each other out.
YEP!
Stetler: I will aresst you...Unless you help me out.
Riley: With what.
Stetler: You're...A very pretty girl. *touches Riley's leg*
Riley: *frowning*
Stetler: But if you don't help me out, guess what happens.
Riley: ...
Stetler: Meet me here after work. You can go.
Riley: *leaves*
MOLESTER! Someone get him, someone wring his neck how DARE he touch her or anything CSI! How dare HE! Kill him Geni! Have Kayleigh kill him! ARG!
^^%*&$^3761*546@%#^$%!28#469261296%&$&*%&*
Stetler: Hmm I wonder what degree of evil cackle will be good enough? Ha. I'll have Horatio Caine woven into my evil plan by dinnertime.
Oh now he's gonna get it. NO ONE lays a hand on my Horatio. *crosses arms*
Riley: Rick Stetler made a pass at me and then threatened me.
Speed: *looks at Riley*
Riley: ...
Speed: *stands, takes off gloves*
Riley: What are you doing?
Speed: *leaves*
KILL HIM SPEEDY! KILL HIM! KILL. HIM!
Stetler: *looking at nails* Hmm, I wonder if I should paint these black to match my jackets.
:lol: :lol: LOL!
Speed: *walks in* Son of a b-
Door slams
Riley: *runs to door* What are you doing!
Crashing heard inside office
Riley: *looks around* Oh great.
Inside office
Stetler: Get your grubby hands off of me!
Speed: *shoves Rick against wall* Listen to me you little worm, if I catch you near my daughter again this is the last window you're ever going to see. Understand?
Speed...if I didn't before, I do now. I LOVE THE HELL OUT OF YOU! *huggles Speedy*
Geni, this keeps getting better and better. I love Speedy, I love Riley, I love Josh and even the whole Kayleigh storyline's great. I love Horatio, and how he's semi-normal. I love this whole thing! *huggles Geni* THANK YOU!
Lilly
PS> Sorry for the really long review. So much to comment on!
