Dr Spencer Reid was running to the elevator to go home after a day of filing. His job at the Behavioral Analysis Unit wasn't always that boring, but at that moment, there were no new cases. Reid was content on filing, he didn't always want to be shot at by some crazy serial killer. He caught the elevator just in time to find his good friend and fellow FBI agent Penelope Garcia. She was the technical analyst to turn to when you needed to find a name of a tricky UnSub, and currently she was crying.

"Garcia, what's wrong?" he asked. The doctor never liked to see his friends cry, but for some reason, it pained him even more when he saw Garcia crying.

"Oh my sweet Boy Wonder," she replied with a sniffle. "I wish you hadn't seen your All-Knowing Goddess in this condition. You see, no one remembered."

"Uh-" Reid had to admit, even with his sharp memory, he couldn't remember what he and the team had forgot. "Exactly what would that be?" he asked, expecting Garcia in full wrath because he asked. Instead she giggled.

"Your flinching like I bite, Junior G-man," she said. "Have you forgotten that I am an awesome and gentle Giant? Well if you must know what you all forgot, it is my fake birthday."

Sudden realization dawned on Reid. Penelope always had her birthday two months before her real birthday for reasons unknown. While he never understood it, it had always been tradition, and he felt ashamed that he broke it. He looked at the weeping figure of Penelope Garcia and a crazy and somewhat odd idea came upon him."

"Well I feel obliged to make up for the mistake Garcia," The doctor said. "Let's go out to the nearest restaurant and have a special fake birthday dinner. It is only about 8 o' clock. We can drive Esther." To his enjoyment, her face light up at the sound of go out and together they got out of the elevator and into the night for a fun fake birthday adventure.

The nearest restaurant turned out to be a Denny's. Not exactly a fake birthday hot spot, but it was affordable and who didn't want breakfast for dinner? Even though that breakfast might not be as tasty as it looked on the glossy menus. To Dr. Reid's dismay, the waitress was a big flirt.

"Welcome to Denny's," she cooed. "what will a fine man like yourself be having tonight?" The waitress purposefully ignored the fact that Spencer was with obvious company.

"Why do you ask my date first," the doctor said with emphasis. The perky smile of the waitress faltered a bit as she turned to Penelope.

"What will it be," she asked, this time without any cooing. Garcia glared at this waitress.

"Coffee and a Grand Slam, and please don't flirt with my birthday buddy." Garcia said. The waitress glared with quite malice.

"Um-" Reid spoke up, breaking the staring war. "Can I have eggs with some coffee please?"

"Coming up," the Waitress said as she stormed off.

"Charming," Penelope commented. "Do me a favor and don't tip her well."

"Hey who said I was paying?" The doctor joked. He then looked at his surroundings. The establishment was pretty shabby. The few that were eating here all looked like truckers stopping in Quantico for a refuel and food. The windows were in desperate need of a cleaning and the booth him and Penelope were sitting at had holes poked in them with stuffing visible. The light fixture above them swung slightly and the light bulb flashed on and off at sporadic times.

"the lights remind me of a philosophy joke. It's one of those how many does it take jokes-" He started to say, but Garcia cut him off.

"trust me I heard it, and it is not funny even after I googled the words in it." In his head, Reid agreed with her. The joke didn't get many laughs. He understood it fine though. He was reminded fondly of speaking to a class of college students and telling them the joke. He didn't get a single chuckle.

"so, what should we do after this?" Reid asked. He wanted Garcia to have fun on her fake birthday. He really did feel bad for missing it.

"Well there's a fair in town, it's got rides and games and booths and OMG, we need to go to the awesome fair! Pleasee?" Garcia rambled.

"Penelope, what is OMG?" Was she spelling out something? Was omg even a word? He didn't think so, and he read the dictionary before.

"My poor little uncultured Wonder Boy," Said Garcia. "You really don't know what OMG is?" Reid grinned sheepishly.

"Nope," he replied