Ching Tai (NPC Chinese)

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The atmosphere of Ching Tai was both glitzy and elegant, like most Chinese restaurants. Tasteful paintings clashed with the vibrant decor, yet somehow the combination worked.

Not that Sara particularly cared whether or not things were a crime against fashion and/or nature.

She waited in a small booth, playing idly with a set of chopsticks.

[ooc: For drgrissom though others are welcome to use this for their own dates.]

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Grissom enters, and quickly walks over to the booth, spotting Sara immediately.

"Hi," he says, kissing her cheek before he takes off his jacket. "These are for you."

He hands her a small bouquet of daisies.

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"Thank you!" Rather pleased he had remembered her preference for shasta daisies, she lays the bouquet to the side.

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"Thanks for meeting me here," he says as he sits down, rubbing his hands to warm them up.

"Did you order a drink yet?"

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"Just a glass of the house blend. I wasn't sure how to pronounce the others."

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"You didn't pick up any Mandarin when you were studying Gaelic?" he asks with a smirk, pausing for a moment to order a beer from the waiter and pick up his menu. "Although I'm sure you had no problem with 'Suffering Bastard'."

"You look lovely tonight, by the way."

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"I prefer torturing my vocal cords on a staggered basis," she says dryly. "But thank you. Is that shirt new? Looks great--brings out your eyes."

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He doesn't mention the fact his mother said pretty much the same thing in her letter, when she sent him the shirt.

"It is - thank you. Although I suspect you knew it was new because we did laundry last night, and not because of superhuman powers of observation."

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"I haven't gone through your wardrobe."

Shiftily.

"Completely."

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"And I have never gone through your underwear drawer."

Shiftily.

"Exactly."

Oh, look, here comes the man to take their order!

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They both order delicious (and semi-nutricious) delicacies, both also agreeing to try the sushi.

Once the man leaves, "I'd wondered what had happened to my leopard-print bra."

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He looks at her seriously.

"That really wasn't me."

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If it wasn't him, the obvious culprits would be gremlins.

Or Greg.

Either is feasible.

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It better not be Greg, or he is going to find himself on the wrong end of a fire ant infestation.

"I may have taken the black panties though," he says a little shyly. "The ones from, you know."

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She laughs, blushing. "That's okay. I haven't exactly given back the briefs you left behind."

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"If I knew I was going to spend the night, I would have worn something slightly less sketchy and old man-ish nicer," he says with a sigh. "I just didn't presume that I would be so lucky."

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"It's all right."

Conversation is interrupted when their food and drinks are brought out to them on steaming platters.

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They work as a team wordlessly, Sara dividing up the sushi as Gil shovels out a few small portions of seafood and vegetables for both of them, and pulling the one meat dish over to his side of the table so that she doesn't smell it.

Before they are ready to dig in, Gil pours out some of his beer into a glass, and then lifts the glass. "A toast, perhaps? More exciting than grace with my mother," he smirks.

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"To life, health, love, and good sex," she says primly, smirking at his double-take.

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"Well, that works for me," he says after he's recovered a little bit, bringing his glass to hers with a smile.

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"Cheers."

Afterwards, they set in, thoroughly enjoying the food.

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He takes a shrimp from her plate, and winks before the smile fades slightly.

"I ran into CJ Cregg in the lounge today. She had an accident over break, but she tells me she's fine, and she seems to be in good health."

"She asked how our break was," he adds quickly, not wanting to upset Sara too much at dinner. She'd never admit she was upset, of course, but Gil still didn't understand the scope of Sara's compassion, only that it extended beyond his understanding.