Rubik's Cube

Jane the Babysitter

Lisbon and Jane were just on time for the 'meeting'. It really wasn't so much a meeting as a discussion on what to do next in the case of the missing banker. It was one of the less interesting cases, and though Lisbon would wish no harm on the missing person, there was little indicating he hadn't just disappeared of his own free will. 
"Hi, Rigsby, Van Pelt," greeted Lisbon.
She was greeted in return by questioning stares.
"This is my niece, Cobie," offered Lisbon by way of an explanation, but there was to be no more talk on the matter. "Let's get to work," she said, ushering Cobie into her office and sternly warning her to stay put until she came back.

The office must be explored, decided Cobie. No drawers could be left unopened, no object left untouched. The meeting was a short one, and so, by the time Cobie had picked up and examined every object in the room, Lisbon was back. 
"I have to go do some work in another part of town, she said, but Patrick is staying and will keep an eye on you, OK?" 
Truth be told, Lisbon wasn't 100% okay with the idea of Jane keeping an eye on her niece, but after all, he'd had a daughter and he was good with children..
"Patrick. He solved the Rubik's cube challenge," replied Cobie.
"Yes, very good. Be good and don't cause any trouble, all right? I won't be too long, I hope, and then we can have a nice lunch."
"What will it be?"
"Uh, I don't know. We'll see."
"Burgers?"
"Sure, why not.. We can figure that out later," said Lisbon, glancing at the clock and realising she needed to go in... two minutes ago. Darn.
"Tacos?"
"Look, I don't know, Cobie. We can figure it out later. You can tell me what you want when I come back," replied Lisbon, hurrying to the elevator as she finished her sentence.
Cobie was trailing after her, shouting food names in rapid succession. They were getting weirder by the second.
"Sandwiches?" A short pause. "Pasta?" Another pause. Why wasn't the damn elevator coming? "Risotto? Soup? Tomatoes? Plums? Salad? Fries? Cheese? Cookies? Olives? Breadsticks?"
Lisbon had a feeling Cobie had veered off track, and was now simply reciting any food name that popped into her head. And where was Jane? she wondered. Was it really right to leave him in charge? With a ping, the elevator opened, and Jane was inside.
"You were outside? Why?" asked Lisbon.
"Just getting some supplies," he replied, grinning and holding up a plastic bag.
"Do I want to know what's in there?" asked Lisbon.
"You should go, he replied, some people are waiting for you in the car park!"
Grimacing at him, Lisbon finally got in the elevator, and off she went.
Patrick turned to Cobie with a smile.
"Well, it's just you and me now, kiddo."