I wonder if this is cannibalism? Brianna thought as she looked at her plate. Grissom had given Brianna a wing of the turkey. "Phil...I'll trade you the turkey for some ham."
Everyone continued eating and talking. Leslie handed Brianna something to drink. "So..how's your first Christmas going, Bri? Got any cool gifts?"
"Oh the gifts don't matter to me, really." Brianna thought of the doll sitting on her bed. She grinned and passed some green beans to the other side of the table. "I mean, I love what you got me, but I'm just glad I'm not alone this holiday. I couldn't imagine it being better. Between the gifts and the eating and the flying, I'm knackered."
"You're what?" asked Leslie.
Grissom was spooning mashed potatoes in his mouth. He paused for a moment. "She means 'tired'." He resumed eating his meal.
Leslie laughed. "That's so cute. Hey, is it true 'pants' really means 'underwear' over there?"
Brianna nodded. "Now you see why I was weirded out when we went shopping. I thought you were taking me to get knickers." Several of the guys at the table began choking on thier food.
