Sociology Open Lab // December 13

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom opens the lab with a smile on his face, although he looks pretty tired from knockin' boots all night okay, from changing his LJ layout instead of sleeping.

He sets up this totally gross, yet strangely intriguing program on a laptop in the front of the classroom, in which you can, by inputting your weight and manipulating several basic variables, find out just how long it would take your body to decompose in various situations.

He opens his lunch as the next natural step, of course, and then looks disgusted. There might be seaweed in his salad, and may be making him more than a little miserable.

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[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

At least they've moved past the stage of nachos over an autopsy.

"Why a sexual sadist?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"The cherry's an outcast, even forced to wear that silly hat, yet he obviously must play along for some reason. I can see that aggression manifesting into dressing and controlling a submissive partner until it escalated to torture or even lust killing. Piquerism would be a natural part of the evolution, as the breasts or buttocks most resemble the roundness of the grapes and could work as a substitute, although it might stop at binding or clamping. I'd probably need to see the Cherry's rap sheet to be more accurate with a profile."

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

She pops the end of the spoon in her mouth, freeing her hands.

//You do realize that anyone else would think this conversation completely insane, right?//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

//Almost anyone. I'm sure G-R-E-G would find it amusing.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//C-A-T-H would think we'd spent too much time in the lab.//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

//No semi-unflattering nickname for C-A-T-H yet? I think you're slipping.//

He pauses, and shrugs.

//And she always thought I spent too much time in the lab. But it worked out just fine.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//Well, I thought B-I-T-C-H would be a little uncharitable, even coming from me.// A slight smile.

//I haven't turned on my--// a frustrated look //s-c-a-n-n-e-r for a couple of months now.//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

//Well, that's only because the pirate radio is more entertaining.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//Speaking of which, I look forward to what it says about this tomorrow morning.//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

//Probably Bug Guy holds open lab, is vaguely creepy, news at 11. Like usual. Of course, you could come over tonight and we could find something else to occupy our time with, rather than listen to the radio.//

His expression is innocent. His intentions? Not even close.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//I could, yes. I don't have a class to think bout. There is an advantage to holding finals early.// Her expression probably matches his.

//Striped or red, I'm wondering?//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Totally expressionless, he signs back.

//I don't suppose it matters much, considering how long you'll have them on. Whichever ones you're least attached to, in case they tear, would be the logical choice.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//I don't make a habit of wearing candy canes, G-I-L.//

Butter wouldn't melt in her mouth.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Funny," he says, deadpan.

//I can think of a few ways you could.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

"I thought so, yes."

//For some reason, I think they'd look better on you. And I would enjoy licking them off.//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Don't laugh. Don't smile. Don't...

He smiles. //You have a dirty mind, Sara. I think we have a date.//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

An answering smile. //Sounds good to me. And now, I should probably go before your students walk in on an impromptu biology lesson.//

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

//See the advantages of learning sign language? I'll see you later. What would you like for dinner? Any preference?//

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

//Surprise me.// She begins to walk away. //In a good way.//

A quick smile and she's gone.