That's not a car...

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Who: Gil Grissom and Giselle
When: a few days after the party
Where: Lobby
What: Grissom sets up a dance for Giselle [COMPLETE]

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She tried to imagine him kissing one of his male friends and chuckled.

"You do too get all moony". She tried to imitate his expression, but collasped into giggles. Then she hugged him. "I think it's wonderful that you have someone to cre about!"

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He was glad she hugged him, if all else than because it meant she couldn't see his face.

He didn't feel that way about Catherine. He'd told Eddie, Sara and Heather. Hell, he'd told Catherine once, following a rather ugly blowup with Eddie.

He cared about her, yes. But that wasn't love. Not the love Giselle was talking about.

It wasn't like he had ever thought about debating the finer points of blood spatter with Catherine when they were eighty, both in nursing homes and arguing about whether or not Jell-O was actually food.

It wasn't, by the way, no matter what she said.

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She pulled away from the hug with a smile. She knew he cared about someone and that was all that mattered. Perhaos someday he would give her true love's kiss. For now, she would be happy with the knowledge. "Can we still dance?" She asked.

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Grissom gave her a warm smile and nodded. "For as long as you want."

Or until the man behind the desk showed up and shooed them away.

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Giselle jumped and clapped happily. She loved spending time with Mister Grissom. She didn't really have any other friends at the hotel so without him, she'd be awfully lonely. Perhaps in a few days they could go back to the carnival.

She looked at his music box, "how do you make the music play?

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He smiled, thankful for the change of topic. "I don't make the music. The stereo does," he explained, stepping back and walking her over to the counter. He reached for the volume control and turned it down, so that they could talk over the soft tune.

He pointed to the various parts and explained how the sound went through the speakers. He was about to shift gears, and get into how her ears transmitted the sound, but by the look on her face, he realized: "I probably could have convinced you with 'It's magic', huh?"

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Giselle smiled and nodded with a smirk. She watched him as he pushed "play" and "Oh! Music!" She clapped. That was so fascinating. She smiled and held out her arms, "Shall we dance some more?" When he took her hands, they swayed and twirled to the soft tones of the music. She really liked this music much better than the music at the party. That was just too loud. And not very good to dance to.

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"You're not going to be dizzy, are you?" He really was thinking that the Tilt-o-Whirl outside spun less. Then, he realized they hadn't been out to the carnival in a while.

"Do you have anything planned for dinner?"

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Giselle stopped spinning. "I do not!" She smiled. Do you have any ideas?

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Grissom smirked. "Corn dogs and Ferris wheel?"

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Bounced excitedly and claps. "Oh yes please!" She smiled from ear to ear. "I was just thinking that we hadn't been to the carnival in a while!"

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"Clearly, we're spending too much time together, as we're thinking the same thing."

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Giselle giggled happily. "Maybe so!"

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"At least we understand each other," he said, giving her another chance to spin. "We should find you a coat," he said a moment later. "Can't have you up in the air, freezing."

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She smiled, "we should do that!" She stood and got an altogether too serious look on her face. "I don't really like being cold."

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"Neither do I," he told her, quite seriously. "But I only have the one jacket. And I don't like being cold, either."