Open Lab (October 11)

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom opens the Sociology labs, and is messing around with a jar that may or may not have something dead floating in it.

He has a display up of various forensic tools for clarifying audio recordings, used by investigators to analyze the materials. These devices can filter out extraneous noise and pick up on background sounds and voices that may be otherwise obscured to the naked ear. Students may borrow the equipment for experimentation purposes with his permission, and he can further explain their uses if they have questions.

He is also eating donuts from one of his students, and boy, are they delicious. He may be willing to share.

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[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*knocking--coming in hesitantly*

*smiles when she sees the display* I thought Archie was going to have a stroke when they took away the SonaView.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom gives her a soft smile. "I believe the correct medical term is cerebral hemorrhage, because I'm pretty sure his brain exploded. Although he's probably built one of out spare parts by now."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

They'd take away his techno geek card if he hadn't. *still studying the display*

It'd be nice to have a Noise Remover. To hear what you need to without interference.

*looking down*

I'm sorry.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Sara..." Grissom draws out her name with a sigh, and removes his glasses. "You have nothing to apologize for. I don't know what else to say."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Enough has already been said, I think.

*moving towards the door*

I will always...care.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

*stands at the door looking supremely uncomfortable*

"Dr. Grissom?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

He gives her another smile, although his eyes are quite sad. "You have a habit of standing in doorways at moments like these..." he mutters, giving himself time to think.

"I'm sorry it took me too... so long, to... you know."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Miss Parker, please, come in. How can I help you?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker wanders in, looking around at all the cool stuff for a second, then says. "I wanted to apologize for being an idiot on Friday night. Someone... played a joke on me, so I was a little blitzed. And I'm afraid you might have gotten the wrong impression about Thursday."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

*She chuckles.* I hadn't noticed. I guess...it is safety, in a way.

I'm glad to know that...over the years...it wasn't my imagination.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom looks mildly concerned, as Parker was the person he relied on for information about last Thursday. He isn't panicking yet, but his eyebrow twiches slightly.

"You were certainly not an idiot; I presumed you must have gotten into the punch, which, after Thursday, I couldn't blame you for... How would my impression be incorrect? Is there something I don't know?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"No, I am just as big of an asshole as you thought I was, if not bigger," he jokes, without laughing.

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Parker looks embarassed. "Just that Rogue and I are the ones coming on to you, trying to distract you. Not the other way around. And the book was my idea, so don't blame Rogue. You really were a complete gentleman. The poetry wasn't even creepy. And usually I'm not one for poetry."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Not what I was referring to, but no argument. *A slightly bigger smile*

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I know... I guess we all have our defense mechanisms. Mine are just crappier than most if present evidence is any indication."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

And mine is to grow angry. And drive people away.

*still standing by the doorway*

Coffee sometime?

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Ummm..." Grissom looks up, and wishes he was still in Vegas so his tan was a bit darker and Parker couldn't see him blush. "You... right, right. That makes sense, I guess. And I recall you saying something about Byron. Lord, that's embarassing. I am still very sorry, Parker, really, for my behavior with you and Rogue. That must have been awful, to try and have to... I'm sorry."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I'd like that. I'll always... care, about you too."

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

Laughing, Parker shakes her head. "No, it was fine, honest. Rogue was just embarassed that you didn't bite. 'Awful' was Coach Ash, but since he wasn't hitting on me when the pheromones wore off, I'm letting him live." She grins at him, and then rolls her eyes. "Look, I'm trying to let you off the hook here. Jump off and deal, okay?"

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

Good to know. See you Thursday.

*walks out*

After talking to Justin

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia knocks on the door. "Grissom?" She comes in and sees it empty "I-I hope you don't mind me stopping in. I had a question I wanted to ask you."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom gives her a funny look. Apologetic, daffy teen girls, he doesn't understand. This type of woman he does much better with. He bites back a sigh of relief.

"Coach Ash, you say? Always seemed like a perfect gentleman to me," Grissom jokes. "Point taken, I know when to shut up when it's good for me. And Parker... I owe you one. I have no doubt that you'll call me on that, please do so."

Re: After talking to Justin

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Hello Maia, come on in. How can I help you?"

Re: After talking to Justin

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia sat nervously "Well I was wondering something, on a scientific level actually. You remember when I asked you about genes and stuff in class that day. Well.." She looks around "I wasn't born this way. Able to see like I do I mean. I was wondering if maybe, if maybe there was a gene or something that they manipulated to make me like this." Maia bit her lip. "What I mean Sir is can you find it, does it show up?"

[mparkerceo.livejournal.com]

"Gentleman. Riiiiight. And I'm the Queen of Romania."

Parker smirks, fiddling with the pens on his desk. "And you're right, I probably will call that favor in. Someday. But no worries, said favor won't be awful, whatever it is." She turns to go. "You're pretty cool for an old guy, Doctor. I'll talk to you later."

Re: After talking to Justin

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"It's a scientific possibility, but my capabilities are limited. When it comes to the human genome... we're only beginning to understand it. If it was a large anomaly perhaps it could be detected, but I would doubt it. Researchers have been looking for certain characteristics in our DNA for years, and those are for illnesses that are both fatal and effect millions. What I can say is that our technology constantly improves at an rapidly escalating pace. When I started out as a criminalist, using DNA at trial was... what I'm trying to say is, right now finding it, if that is what happened, is probably impossible, but don't give up hope, because new discoveries occur every day and in my mind it is only a matter of years..."

He trails off, knowing he is not comforting her with that statement, but trying to make her understand the complexities of the issue.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom snorts at her Queen of Romania bit.

"Cool? That's a new one. Take care, Miss Parker, have a nice day, and thank you again."

Re: After talking to Justin

[maias-notebook.livejournal.com]

Maia slumps down and shakes her head. "Yeah, thats what Diana told me. My adopted mom, she's a scientist, my step dad is as well. I just- I thought maybe she was not being truthful with me about it. I thought maybe you would be able to find something, Lana told me you like to do experiments with blood and stuff." Maia looks disappointed. "I thought, maybe, maybe if I was normal-" She cuts herself off and offers a sad smile. "Thank you anyway Dr. Grissom."