"Thank you. Okay, just put everything on the counter, and I'll put it away later." Garcia instructed Elijah and Reid as they walked into her house with her Halloween party supplies.
"I like your altar." Reid hummed.
"Thank you." Garcia smiled,"Yeah, there's still a lot to do before the party next week, and I'm scared. I've never had the whole team here before."
"Why are you doing a Day of the Dead theme?" Reid asked.
"Well, my step-father's family always made a big deal about it in Mexico and my name is Penelope Garcia, after all so.." Garcia trailed off,"Hey, can you check my refrigerator and see if I gave enough hot sauce?"
Reid did as he was told, looking in the fridge,"You have some jalapeño sauce here next to this jar of eyeballs, but I think you're gonna need more, depending on how much guacamole you plan on making... You okay?"
"You didn't even flinch." Garcia blinked.
"..Was I meant to?" Elijah raised a brow.
"JJ's right. I told her I wanted to go scary this Halloween, and she just laughed at me and she said I don't have a scary side." Garcia sighed, going to wipe the fake blood from her cheeks that she had placed on.
"I'm sorry. If it makes you feel better, you probably do." Elijah told her.
"Really?" Garcia smiled.
"Yeah. The building blocks of the human personality are complex, varied and multi-faceted. It's essential to one's mental health to want to express these hidden personalities, and it's just a fact of nature that everyone has one." Reid explained.
"Everybody? You two have one?"
"Oh, absolutely. Yeah." He nodded.
"Okay, I wanna see it- I wanna see my boys hidden personalities." Garcia nodded.
"Right here? Like, you want to see it right now?" Elijah stammered.
"I have fake blood running down my cheeks. Right here, right now." Garcia told them.
"Okay. Once you see it, you can't unsee it." Reid pointed.
"Okay." She nodded.
Reid covered his face, taking in a deep breath before pointing at Garcia, much to Elijah's amusement.
"I know what you're thinking. You're thinking, 'Did that guy just fire five shots? Or did that guy just fire six shots?'. You're gonna have to ask yourself a question... Do you feel lucky, punk?"
Garcia watched.. Not saying anything.
"That was Clint Eastwood in 'Dirty Harry'." Reid told her.
"Yeah, I know." Garcia blinked.
"I mean, I know it's not as effective as my dominant personality, but I feel like there's-"
"Hey look! We gotta go." Garcia turned around.
"Aw, I didn't get a turn." Elijah sighed,"But these eyeballs, do they need refrigerated?"
"No! It's cool." Garcia ran off.
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"Oh, I recognize that face from somewhere." Rossi pointed as he entered the Conference Room.
"It's good to have you back, Hotch." Morgan hummed.
"It's good to be back, thanks." Hotch smiled,"And under the heading of no rest for the weary.."
"A woman was found dead yesterday near Provo, Utah, buried under a pile of rocks. Her face was smashed. Her head was smashed. Pretty much everything smashed." Garcia blinked.
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