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He closes the door and continues down the hallway. As he hurries to his office, he nearly runs into CATHERINE who just turns the corner in front of him.
GRISSOM: Whoa. Careful. Livestock.
(He holds up the container of cockroaches.)
GRISSOM: Hissing roaches from Madagascar.
CATHERINE: Sorry.
GRISSOM: These babies run two and a half miles an hour.
CATHERINE: I don't doubt that for a minute.
GRISSOM: Fifth annual entomological convention in Duluth. Cockroach racing finals.
GRISSOM pushes the door to his office open and walks in. CATHERINE follows.
CATHERINE: You're roach racing
GRISSOM: Actually, I'm giving a tutorial in preserving mass crime scenes. The sideshow is racing these guys.
CATHERINE: Ah.
GRISSOM: I mean, to have a chance to run against legendary roaches like Cocky Balboa; The Drain Lover; Priscilla, Queen of the Gutters. It's huge.
CATHERINE: What do you feed those guys?
GRISSOM: Dog food.
CATHERINE: And who's ... supervising night shift?
GRISSOM: You are.
CATHERINE: Me? I am on the red-eye to Reno. The Braun Family is opening a new casino. I am Sam's date.
GRISSOM: That's tonight?
CATHERINE: I told you once, memo'd you twice.
(CATHERINE sighs. GRISSOM is distracted by the roaches in the container.)
GRISSOM: Man, these guys are primed.
(CATHERINE leaves the room. On her way out, she reminds him ... )
CATHERINE: Better get somebody

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