Synopsis  

An elite fund-raising party at a legendary showgirl’s elegant Las Vegas mansion turns deadly in a twist-filled episode. Grissom, Catherine, Sara and Nick investigate when the body of a leggy brunette is discovered floating in the mansion’s pool. Their suspicions soon focus on the brash couple, Patrick and Amanda Haynes, who hosted the party and are house-sitting for the absent owner. They claim the former entertainer, now a wealthy older woman, is vacationing in Europe and can’t be reached, but the CSI team isn’t so sure. Also, Warrick combs for clues when a man is gunned down, possibly by a hit man, in a glass hotel elevator.

Review  

Sara gets woken up on her day off (her first in three weeks) and gets called in. Sara’s just a bit cranky and tired, evidencing this with a large yawn. Sara and Nick give instructions to Greg (she ‘hates’ him because he’s awake).

Sara perks up at Nick’s offer of a steak and egg breakfast, but then Greg comes in and informs them that the DNA they submitted matches a cold case from Texas. Sara discovers that the suspect’s Social Security number is actually that of a dead infant – and then glares at Nick when he asks her if she’s sure.

Sara, Nick and Catherine are discussing the case (and dating in general), Nick explains the pinholed check to Sara.

Sara, Nick, Catherine and Brass have lunch in a restaurant as they discuss the case. Sara and Nick ‘go Dutch’ on their part of the check (referencing their earlier conversation about dating).

Notes  

• Sara is not a happy camper when she’s woken on her day off.
• Sara has a ‘chickenscratch’ signature.
• Sara eating fish despite having gone vegetarian in the earlier episode – however, it’s not mentioned that Grissom’s pig experiment was what made her go vegetarian until the episode “Face Lift”. Some vegetarians do eat fish.
• Additional note: in a later interview, Jorja Fox was told that the Chilean sea bass is a rare species; she said that she wished she had known that for this episode.

Quotes  

Nick: Someone’s bitter.
Sara: (growls) I’m tired.
Nick: You? Tired? I thought you never sleep. (Sidle yawns) Oh, nice. Nice. (both walk into the lab) What up, G? (to Greg)
Sara: You’re awake. I hate you.
Greg: Couple glasses of merlot, rack of lamb on my day off. Slept like a baby yesterday. (looks at Sidle) You look horrible.
Sara: Thanks, Greg.
Nick Don’t look at me, I’ve got Sunshine all night. [re: Sidle] […] Sara: Everything has to be in CODOS, ASAP.
Greg: Oh, is that all? Wanna know who’s going to authorize my overtime?
Sara: Suck it up, Greg. You’re well rested. (leaves)
Greg: (to Nick) You want a Valium for her?
Sara: (off screen) I heard that.

Sara: She’s dead.
Catherine: Well, not necessarily. Maybe she’s been swept off her feet?
Nick: (laughs derisively) Some guys still like to foot the bill.
Sara: Really? How would you know?
Nick: Hey, I only go dutch if girls ask the wrong question.
Catherine: And what question is that, Nick?
Nick: ‘What do you drive?’
Sara: It’s an honest question.
Nick: No, no it’s not. What it means is ‘How much money do you make, so you can take care of me.’
Sara: Well, not this girl.