Catherine: How much business can one sugar daddy give a plastic surgeon? (they ring the bell)
Grissom: The eternal question to which we're about to find the answer. (Lady Heather answers the door, Cath and Grissom they are suprised. Brass isn't shocked at all)
Lady Heather: Let me guess-- three police officers looking for respite from having to control and dominate our big, bad city?
Brass: Close-- one police officer, two criminalists. May we come in? (Lady Heather steps aside, letting them in. Catherine, Grissom and Brass are downstairs and they hear a guy groaning from getting whipped upstairs)
Lady Heather: Ah, another happy customer. (Grissom turns to look at her) Now would you like individual sessions or would you like to enjoy each others submissions? (Grissom looks towards Catherine and she laughs)