"Hey, we're always glad to get help from fellow CSIs, no matter where you're from. Quote me on that to Catherine, I'll deny it." Warrick grins, peering into the scope himself. "I'll dust the sections for prints, see if anyone is locally involved. That pile-up killed 4 people--two of them kids." His voice goes rough.

Sara squeezes his shoulder for a minute. "You'll find them, 'Rick. Anyway, I promised Barry a tour. We'll see you around?" He nods, still looking through the scope.

With a smile she walks out of the room.

"Barry?" Warrick calls. "You treat her right, you hear me?"