Rossi : If We Put Reid And Emily In A Room, Who Would Come Out Crying First ?

Spencer : Can I be frank with you guys ?

Emily : I don't know how changing your name is going to help

Penelope : Can I still be Penelope ?

Morgan : Ssshhht let Frank speak.

Spencer :

Spencer : I hate you all

Reid smiling at his phone, watching Bluey with headphones on

Emily, walking behind him : What are you watching ?

Reid, full panic mod, slamming his phone screen on his desk : P*RN. ADULT THINGS. BECAUSE I AM AN ADULT. LEAVE ME THE FUCK ALONE WHY DON'T YOU TRUST ME EMILY

Emily : I'm a "Or what" and a "bet" deadass bitch, because I think I'm untouchable.

Emily : What will you do if I was kidnapped ?

Hotch : I'll let them keep you.

Reid : And me ?

Hotch : Nothing. I'll wait 30 minutes until they let you go voluntarily.

Reid : There's nothing worse than someone using big words that they don't understand just to look smart.

Morgan, nodding : I photosynthesize with this.

Hotch : Do you want to talk about your mental state, Prentiss ?

Emily : No.

Reid, spinning around in his chair to face them : I do !

Hotch, sighing : I know, Reid.

Reid : I'm sad !

Hotch : I know, Reid...

Emily : There is a "hell" in "hello"

Morgan : There is an "end" in "friend"

Reid : There is a "lie" in "believe"

Garcia : There is a "cheese" in "cheeseburger"

Emily, Morgan, Reid :

Garcia, being sad : I wanted to join...

Emily, Morgan, Reid : There is a "cheese" in "cheeseburger".

The BAU , on fire because of the adults-children

Random agent : You're so chill

Hotch, sipping his coffee : Thanks, I gave up.

Morgan : Legends says that one night, Emily was fed after midnight, and she shifted into a Gremlin that never melted away at the sunlight.

Morgan : You know what sucks ?

Reid, without looking up from his chess game : Vacuum.

Morgan : No- In a metaphorical sense ?

Reid : Black hole.

Morgan :

Morgan : You know what isn't cool ?

Reid : Lava.

Morgan : ...I swear there's a special place in hell for you. Smartass.

The rest of the team in the jet : giggles, Hotch fist-bumping Reid.