Disclaimers: Not mine
Spoilers: Fur & Loathing
COSTUMES AND UNIFORMS
"Well that's one case I'll never forget." Catherine shook her head.
"Plushies and furries are just looking for what everyone else is looking for."
"Grissom, everyone else isn't looking for an animal to hump."
"I meant someone to love and to love them back."
"How romantic." She rolled her eyes.
"It's important to be open-minded, Catherine. You know, you of all people should be more open-minded about this."
"Why? Cuz I used to dance?"
"No, cuz you used to date the Detroit Lions' mascot."
"What does that have to do with anything?"
"Oh c'mon, Cath, don't tell me you never..." He trailed off.
"What? Had sex with him while he still had his costume on?" Catherine said in disbelief. "We never did that!"
"Never even considered?"
"No!" She laughed. "I can't believe you would even think that. You're so weird."
He shrugged with a smile but said nothing.
"I do like a man in a uniform, though."
"Should I tell Brass that? It would make his day, I'm sure."
Catherine smiled. "Cops aren't the only ones with a uniform."
It took a moment for Grissom to realize what she meant. With a raised eyebrow, he glanced at his CSI vest. "Really? That thing?"
"There's something really sexy about a man in that vest, dusting for fingerprints."
"Now who's weird?"
"Aren't you the one who said it was important to keep an open mind?"
"But the CSI vest? Those things are very uncomfortable."
"All the more reason to take it off."
"This coming from the woman who scoffed at the term 'yiffing'."
"Well that's because I don't like to yif, Grissom."
"And what *do* you like to do?"
"I'll show you."