[Beeper goes off; Catherine calls in]
Jerrod Cooper: Hello?
Catherine Willows: Oh, hey.
Jerrod Cooper: Who's this? I just dialed my own damn beeper.
Catherine Willows: It's my beeper now. I found it.
Jerrod Cooper: It ain't your beeper, girl. That's my beeper. I do a lot of business on that beeper.
Catherine Willows: What kinda business?
Jerrod Cooper: Oh, you know. Slangin' a little somethin' somethin'.
Catherine Willows: Oh, a little somethin' something'. Maybe a little bling-bling?
Jerrod Cooper: What do you know about some bling-bling?
Catherine Willows: Invite me over to your crib, baby, and you might find out.
Jerrod Cooper: It's on. Three Aces Motel. Room 202.
Catherine Willows: Three Aces Motel, room 202. See you soon.
[she hangs up, and looks at Sara who was listening]
Catherine Willows: Did I just do that?
Sara Sidle: What's a "bling bling"?
Catherine Willows: Got me.
Greg Sanders: Cath? Your DNA results are back. According to my DNA data, the chances are 814 quadrillion to one - that your suspect is our killer. Pretty good stats...
Catherine Willows: Yeah, considering there are only six billion people in world.
Detective Barns: How do you talk to a dead body?
Gil Grissom: I let him talk to me, actually. In fact, he just spoke. Didn't you hear him? He just told me he didn't commit suicide.