Autopsy
'Wow! So this crazy female suspect just started biting you?! Wow. That's freaky.' Jimmy said, cleaning up Mcgee's wounds.
'You're telling me! First my hand, then my arm, I think she was actually trying to aim for my neck like a vampire!' Mcgee replied.
'Don't vampires typically come out at night?'
'No thanks to Twilight. Today's been cloudy and dreary all day.'
'Well the good news is, your wounds are light, and it doesn't look like you'll need any kind of shot. Bad news is: That hand is going to be sore for a couple of days.' Jimmy said.
'There's no chance of me turning into a vampire, right? Because I don't think Delilah would like being married to a blood sucker.' Mcgee asked.
'Mcgee, you're 100% safe. Besides, what would be wrong with getting to live forever?'
'Well for starters, drinking blood is gross. Immortality always comes with a few negative catches, like having to outlive everyone you love! Plus, you can only go out at night.'
Disappointed. 'Oh, yeah. I forgot about that.'
'Yeah. Besides, can you imagine having to explain to your dentist why you have actual fangs?!' Mcgee chuckled.
Jimmy laughed along. 'Yeah, he'd probably freak!'
