-Rave Girl: Hi!
Grissom: Hi.
(She motions him closer. She puts her arms around him and tells him)
Rave Girl (smiles): I love you.
(She hugs Grissom and he laughs nervously)
Grissom: Uh, thank you. You're a total stranger to me.
(The rave girl doesn't care, she's in her own little world. Warrick takes pity on Grissom and explains)
Warrick: It's ecstasy. It makes everyone fall in love.
(Warrick pulls the rave girl off of Grissom)
Warrick: Don't take it personally miss, but he's kind of married to his job.
(Grissom watches as the rave girl walks off, and does the exact same thing to a woman. Grissom stares perplexed, until Warrick pulls him away)

- "It's our job to know how. You heard Grissom: the more the 'why,' the less the 'how.' The less the 'how,' the more the 'why.'" -- Nick Stokes

- "Let me tell you something, numbert. You're twice the age of these kids, and half of them couldn't find their own ass wih a map. You prey on innocent children, concocting God-knows-what from God-knows-where, selling Russian Roulette in a bottle and you think we came all the way out here to bust you for possesion, you dumb punk. I'm gonna get you for murder. Cool." - Grissom