It's after six; his shift was over two hours ago but there's no end in sight. It's been a rough night, one of those that come round too damned often in his opinion. He'd give anything for a cup of Sanders' coffee right now, but the pot is empty and not even he is willing to gamble on Sanders' erratic temper tonight.
The seat cushions shift and a heavenly scent fills his nostrils. He cracks open one eyelid to see Nick. Man needs a shave.
Man has coffee. And donuts. And is willing to share.
His shift - and mood - improves.
Summary: Response to the csi100 Alias show title challenge. Warrick, Nick friendship.