"Yes. Care to show me how the modern CSI in Las Vegas eats lunch?" He takes her arm and they walk towards the elevator. He takes one more look around the place as they go, and wonders what he could do with all this one more time as well.

Outside, the sun hangs very high in the sky, but it's not that terribly hot. At least, as the saying goes, it's a dry heat. Barry and Sara both out on theri sunglasses, and head to her car.

"Since we are likely to have a nice dinner, would something light suit you?" she asks.

"Sounds good."