Prompt: Green
He wondered why they called it the green-eyed monster, where that expression came from.
He could probably find out if he asked Reid, but then Reid would poke and prod and want to know why he was thinking about it and he'd have to figure out a way to lie and not admit that he was feeling a little of the green eyed monster himself.
Kevin Lynch was back at Quantico helping Penelope out with their case.
He was in New York, miles, and miles away from Quantico and Penelope and Kevin.
While he was so far away, anything could be happening. Kevin could be flirting with his girl, complimenting her, wooing her.
Okay, so he'd met Kevin and he doubted there was any wooing going on. It seemed unlikely he could even talk to the beautiful and vivacious Penelope Garcia without tripping over his constantly untied sneakers.
That didn't mean he wanted the overly friendly man anywhere near his girl.
So, maybe he'd just call and check in, just see what she'd found about the case, and while he was doing that he'd drop a few baby girls and goddesses and remind Kevin that Penelope was very much off the market.
That way Kevin's fast moving little fingers would stay on his computer and not on Garcia…and he'd get to keep all ten of them.