(As they walk up the stairs)
Lady Heather: I've never lost one of my girls.
Grissom: Well, you don't seem too upset about it.
Lady Heather: What you see and what I feel are two different things.
Brass: Really? Were there any disturbances last night? Did you hear screams? (they reach the top of the stairs, Lady Heather turns around to look at Grissom and Brass)
Lady Heather: It's when I don't hear screams that I start to worry.
Brass: Well, then can you tell us what time Mona got off?
Lady Heather: Knowing Mona, every couple of hours. She enjoyed her work.
Brass: There's no sexual contact or anything illegal going on here, of course.
Lady Heather: Captain Brass, surely you don't think sexual contact is the only means of fulfillment.
Brass: Lady Heather, you don't wanna know what I think.
Lady Heather: Her last client was at 11:00. She would have left at midnight.
Brass: Do you have any kind of log book? Some record of who was working that night? What they did with their time? That sort of thing?
Lady Heather: Would that get you excited?
Brass: Not particularly. But it might help us catch the creep who murdered Mona.
Grissom: We need names and addresses. We also need to know which rooms she worked last night so we can examine them.
Lady Heather: Mona worked the pool house. Give me a minute, I'll have to move some clients around. (Catherine and Nick appear on the bottom of the stairs)
Catherine: Oh, there you are. Mona's car is in the driveway. It looks clean.
Grissom: Okay, tow it to CSI and then start processing the rooms in the pool house where Mona worked last night.
Catherine: And you will be...?
Grissom: I'll be with Lady Heather.
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