Her pager beeps. Unsurprising, it's Grissom. Adler's husband must have contacted him as well. Grissom would be concerned.

Sighing, she calls him. "Yes, I'm upset. No, I don't want to see anyone. Yes, I'm with some friends right now and I'm talking to them. No, I don't need you to patronize me right now. I'll call later." Snapping the phone shut, she turns it off.

She smiles without humor. "He had the nerve to tell me at the time that I shouldn't let cases affect me. But the day they stop affecting me is the day I cease to be human...at least that's how I've always seen it."