i can get used to anything

[formerfratboy]

Between the football and the baseball, not to mention the time Nick spent in the lab, looking for random projects to keep him occupied, he found himself running fairly short on leisure time. Well, comparatively speaking, when considering the amount of free time that Nick had prior to things starting to get busy

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[callofkaren]

Karen apparently had pretty goddamn amazing timing. She'd come in just as one scene ended and another started, and if it had been anything else, she might have had some restraint. She knew finding out you were fictional could really mess with someone's head.

But it wasn't anything else; this had to be the single most hilarious thing she had ever seen on the projector, and as Nick started flailing, trying to get it to turn off, she stood in the doorway, mouth covered with both hands to hold back her laughter.

That didn't really do much. Just as Nick finally got the thing turned off, Karen let out a choked "Oh my God!" before dissolving into laughter again.

[formerfratboy]

Nick wrenched the reel free from the projector and whirled around to see Karen laughing like ... like a crazy woman. He stared at her, with an expression on his face that was reminiscent of a kid caught with his hand in the cookie jar.

"There's no way to make this look good, is there?" he said, unwound film dangling from the reel.

[callofkaren]

"Not in a million years," Karen agreed, shaking her head. She took a deep breath in an attempt to calm herself down just a little bit, and wiped her eyes. "That was kind of the best thing I've ever seen."

[formerfratboy]

Nick grimaced and waved vaguely at the projector. "...What happens in Vegas, stays in Vegas?" he suggested lamely.

[wizard_alive]

Teeter.

Hurt.

Four inch heels weren't something Nita was used too, but she supposed that she should learn to wear them, just in case. The box was giving them to her in spades, so she was walking (carefully) around the Compound. Rec room was next on her list, and she heard Nick and Grissom's voices as she got closer to the door.

Pushing it open (and teetering) she took a few steps, until she heard.

Do you carry adult diapers?

She looked up as the woman talked, her eyes wide as Grissom said they weren't for him - and the woman looked at Nick, and-

Aren't you lucky to have such a nice daddy?

And she fell, mostly because she'd run into a chair. "Oww!" She was sprawled, all knees and elbows and kind-of-short-dress and heels and throbbing ankle.

[formerfratboy]

Nick was a little preoccupied with trying to remove the stupid film from the stupid projector so he never, ever, ever had to talk about this with anyone, when there was a thump behind him. He finished prying the film reel free and whirled around to see what had happened, only to see Nita sprawled on the floor. He didn't know if she'd seen any of the film, so he hoped that ignoring it would make it go away. "Hey, you okay?" he asked, awkwardly rolling up the film again.

[wizard_alive]

"Not so much," she winced, slipping off her shoe as she sat upright, moving to look at her ankle. "So- Uh-" She sucked in a breath, wincing. "You and Grissom, huh?" She was teasing,but it wasn't that clear because she was a lot more preoccupied with making sure she hadn't actually sprained her ankle.

[formerfratboy]

Well, that answered his question. Nick grimaced. "That totally, totally wasn't what it looked like," he said, tossing the roll of film onto the couch, hoping that he'd remember to take it with him and then burn it or something. "This place is so not cool, sometimes. You need help up?"

[sidlong_glance]

"You didn't mention that in the report," said a snickering Sara from behind him, before she could process what the hell was going on. Maybe it was some kind of documentary, though she didn't remember that happening either. Then again, if Nick had had that happening to him, there was no wonder he didn't want anyone to know about it.

It's not quite time yet, so have Nick play along?

[formerfratboy]

Nick stood up abruptly, looking at Sara in a bit of a panic. He didn't know if anyone else from home knew about this whole CSI TV show thing, but he sure wasn't going to be the one to break it to someone else.

He wrenched the film reel free, finally, and began rolling the film back up. "Man, you think I wanted that to go down on paper?" he said with a laugh. "In the archives for anyone else to read if they ever needed the case file? No way."

[sidlong_glance]

"Grissom never mentioned it either," Sara said, and started grinning even wider than she had been. "Which is funny, I didn't think anything like that bothered him too much."

After working long enough in Vegas, not much really was shocking.

[formerfratboy]

"I don't blame him," Nick said, storing the film reel back in its canister and shoving it back onto the shelf. Maybe it'd disappear on its own and he'd never have to see it again. "Might not bother him, but, damn, that was one weird case."

[alaspoorwarrick]

Well, howdy. I was wondering, do you carry adult diapers?

That's a helluva thing to hear walking past the rec room, even if you don't recognize the voice. But goddamn... Grissom and Sara?

I poke my head in, even though I'm thinking maybe I oughtta give them their privacy. Turns out, it's not Grissom and Sara, but Grissom and Nick...on the screen. Damned good thing Abby told me about the tv shows or I'd be freaking out a lot worse than I am when I spot Nick frantically trying to turn the projector off.

"Damn, Nicky," I say, wagging my head. "You're into some kinky-ass shit, you know that?" I shrug hard, like shaking off the desert chill. "Anything else you wanna--you know what, no, don't answer that."

[formerfratboy]

Nick yelped when he heard Warrick, and he wrenched the film reel free from the projector with a little more emphasis than perhaps necessary. "Man, why do we always have to have these weird ass moments?" Nick groaned, rolling the film back onto the reel and tossing the thing onto the couch.

"You remember that case, the casino guy who had that... whatever you call it. With the diapers and the whole creepy nursery for a grown man. Remember? Man, I swear, nothing on this island is making me look very good."

[alaspoorwarrick]

"Be kinda hard to have these weird-ass moments if you would just chill. Stop doing weird-ass shit, man, and the island's got nothing to work with." I'm practically growling which isn't fair, but, damn, man, Nicky's my best friend and I'm getting seriously sick of this dubious shit.

'Course it's the next breath that's got Nicky being his naive self again, and that kinda calms things down. "Fetish. It's called a fetish." I rub the back of my neck and sigh. "Yeah, I remember. He ODed and the wife moved the body or something?"

[formerfratboy]

"Man, all I wanted to do was watch a damn movie, it's not my fault this thing apparently decided to give me a film of one of the weirder moments in my career." Nick wandered to the couch too, sitting down next to the film reel. "Sometimes this place is so, so full of shit."