Open Door

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom sits at his desk in his dorm room, scratching out a birthday card to Sara.

Happy Birthday. From - Grissom.
Happy Thirty-...ummm, shit.
Sorry about almost getting you blown up yesterday. Happy Birthday, Gil
Merriest of...

He takes off his glasses, and throws the paper in the trash. His door is open for students to stop by.

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[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus stands outside of the office door. "Knock knock?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Angelus, hello. Come in."

Grissom gives him a look that reads - I am midly curious as to what you are up to, but I can't summon up enough energy to care enough to ask.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Am I disturbing you?" Angelus crossed the threshhold, but still lingered near the doorway. "I can come back if this isn't the right time."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"No, you aren't disturbing me. I was just working on... paperwork. Please, have a seat."

He gestures to Angelus for him to sit down on the sofa.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus takes a seat, sitting on the edge of the couch with his forearms resting against his knees. He looks around, noticing the decor. "So... not really into bugs much, huh?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I have my doctorate in entomology." Grissom smirks. "So it's safe to say I like bugs. I have my racing cockroaches in the bathroom if you'd like to see them."

Grissom is a little too excited about his racing cockroaches.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Do they bite?" Angelus asked, matching him eager grin for grin.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Well, I'm not suggesting you get in the tank and frolic. Come with me."

Grissom motions for Angelus to follow him, and points through the open bathroom door with his hand.

"They're beautiful aren't they?" He gives Angelus a blissful smile. "Don't get in much roach racing in Fandom, I'm afraid."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"I always liked the ones that hissed," Angelus said. "Gotta admire a bug who can speak my language."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom chuckles, and ushers Angelus back into his mini-office.

"I am of the belief that we all have many characteristics in common with the insect world. Those are hissing cockroaches from Madagascar. Quick, efficient, fascinating creatures."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"They the ones that can strip a cow down to the bone in under a half hour?" Angelus asked. "Or am I thinking of something else?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"You have a one track mind, Angelus."

Grissom gets up and takes a small textbook from the shelf, handing it to Angelus.

"Here is a small volume on the species (http://www.uky.edu/Agriculture/Entomology/entfacts/misc/ef014.htm) if you have an interest in their behavior. Pay specific attention to the mating section, you should find it fascinating."

He pauses and gives Angelus a smile, "However, I don't think you came by to talk about cockroaches, did you?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"You caught me," Angelus admitted, after giving him a nod of thanks for the book. "I came to ask your advice. You were so nice in class the other day, plus you're a doctor. I figure you're just the guy I need to talk to."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I will help as much as I can, but I must tell you in advance, the only bodies I have dealt with on a regular basis were no longer breathing. And if you need that kind of advice..."

Grissom trails off, looking grim.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Oh no," Angelus held up his hands. "Nothing like that. Though did you hear there are some students who have gone missing? Man, what a shame."

Angelus shook his head. "No, I meant I could use the experience of someone who is a doctor. See, I wanted to send a little gift to somebody in the clinic who was really nice to me, but I was worried it would come off, you know, bad. Figured I should check with you first, make sure I'm making the right impression."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Yes, I have been helping the investigation, but so far all I found was an exploding mooshine still.

That sounds like a very nice gesture. Why are you concerned it would come across badly?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Well my last attempt at being nice got me sent to detention," Angelus reminded him. "I figured better to double check with someone who's opinion I could count on."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom laughs.

"That's true, Angelus. Why don't you tell me a little about this girl, and what you are thinking of sending her. And if you say scythe, sword, or machete..."

Grissom's face is bright, he's obviously teasing a little bit.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

Angelus grins back. "Hey, she works in the clinic. I'm sure she doesn't lack for sharp things. No, it's Lisa Cuddy, don't know if you know her. She was nice to me when I stopped by yesterday. Figured couldn't hurt do give a little thanks.

"I talked to my friend Johnny who also works the clinic. He said that something to help pass the time between patients might work. Like puzzles or magazines. Do you - " Angelus gave him a hopeful look " - do you think that'd be okay?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom is leaning toward believing in his sincerity, but is still a little unsure.

"That sounds like a very thoughtful idea. How do you plan on delivering this gift to her?"

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"In person," Angelus said. "During her next round of clinic hours. I know she might be busy, but I'll try not to get in the way of her work."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"It sounds as if you have this figured out. I'm sure she'll appreciate it."

Grissom's inner monologue: Don't do it Gil. Don't get more involved in this kid's life. You, giving dating advice? That's like Pol Pot teaching a human rights seminar. But maybe you can help keep him out of trouble, and that will be good for him, good for you, and good for Sara. Oh my God, I can't believe this.

"Are you, interested in this girl?" Grissom asks, with a barely noticeable cringe.

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Interested?" Angelus opened his eyes wide with surprise. "Oh gosh, doc. I just met her. Sounds awfully presumptuous of me to say I know her well enough to be interested."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"Good," Grissom sighs. "No, I mean, not good. Good!"

Grissom rubs his neck, not at all surprised he has managed to screw up with this kid already.

"What I meant was, I think you have the right attitude. I'm sure Miss Cuddy, you said?, will appreciate the gesture."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Angelus's face lit up. He stood up, offering his hand so he could shake Dr. Grissom's with gratitude. "Oh that's swell. I really appreciate your help, Doc. Honest."

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Grissom gives him a firm handshake. "I'm glad you stopped by, Angelus, and you're welcome. You know where you can find me if you have any more questions. My door is open."

Grissom's inner monologue: Swell? This is the kid who was screaming at Sara? Is he dissociative? Maybe he was just having a hard time fitting in. Give him a break, you need to learn how to do that.

"I'll see you next class."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Looking forward to it," Angelus went to the door, then paused. "Oh, heck, I just barged right in here, didn't I? Is there a form I'm supposed to fill out to say why I was here?" He gave Grissom a friendly grin. "Signed affidavitt swearing to Connor that you didn't screw up and accidentally convince me to sell drugs to the first years?"

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

"I have the distinct feeling that Ms. Connor would take my word over yours. No, no form, I have my own system of documentation.

Oh, and don't do drugs. That was my teacher-ly advice. See, I'm not such a bad high school teacher after all."

Grissom returns Angelus' friendly grin.

"Good luck."

[notstakedyet.livejournal.com]

"Thanks, doc," Angelus gave him a friendly wave as he left. "Really appreciate it."

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

(([fangirls Grissom and his mun like crazy]))

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

((Ping me when you're free, and when the Doctor's not busy wooing CJ. Or being wooed BY her. Can't tell which.))

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

[OOC: *dies laughing* I guess this means Grissom isn't the one sending Sara flowers.]

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

Please ignore the post from the wrong journal.

[equalsmcsquared.livejournal.com]

[OOC: It'd have to be Julian, then. Jayne can't spell. And I'm not sure Silent Bob can read. I think this Sara's gotten more the past two weeks than she ever did during her time in Vegas.]

Re: Please ignore the post from the wrong journal.

[drgrissom.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Oh, c'mon. Silent Bob is a surpisingly educated guy. But yeah, Sara gets much better tail in Fandom. I think it is hilarious Grissom was assigned through no fault of his own to live right next door to Sara. How thick could the walls be? Hee.]

Re: Please ignore the post from the wrong journal.

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[OOC: *innocent*]