Greg's little cousin Emily was sitting in the break room looking very sullen. Greg was on break and every so often he would glance over at her, smirking.
"Stop gloating will you?" the clearly upset thirteen year old asked.
"Come on, Emily, admit it you love hanging out with your really cool cousin don't you?"
"Really cool, you? I think you're exaggerating," she replied shooting the young lab tech a "look."
"Stop denying the obvious, you love it here."
"Yea, sure Greggo. With your obnoxious co-workers who just love to annoy me! Yea I'm having a grand old time!" she said sarcastically.
At this point, Nick and Warrick walked in and noticed Emily, seated at the break room couch, anger vibes seething from her.
"Hey, Emily, how are ya'?" the Texan asked his favorite of Greg's relatives, in an attempt to get her to lighten up a bit.
Her eyes flicked on Nick for a second as she mumbled a response.
"What's with her?" Warrick whispered to Greg. "I mean she's not exactly Little Miss Sunshine all the time, but I've never seen this kid without a smile."
"She's thirteen, she's just probably just being a teenager, you know?"
"I heard that lovely conversation you two," Emily said to them. "And I'm only upset because you and your big mouth had to tell Archie my ticklish spots so now every time he comes in here, he comes over and tickles me mercilessly," she ranted at Greg. "So now my sides are KILLIING me! And guess what he does?"
"Who and What?" Nick asked her.
"Archie just HAD to tell Henry, and now I'm getting tortured by both of them," She said.
Nick hid his smirk and started to console her by saying, "Now Emily," but was cut off her saying, "Oh no! Here he comes!" Grabbing her sides to protect her most tender area seeing that Archie walked into the break room.
"Hey Nick, Warrick," Archie began. "I've vamped up the quality of those security tapes if you want to come take a look."
"Yea sure," Warrick replied.
"Just a sec," Archie said with an evil smile. "Hi Emily," He said smirking.
"Don't you dare touch me Archie Johnson or I'm reporting you for sexual assault," Emily said in an attempt to protect herself from the wrath of Archie.
"Well that wouldn't work now would it?" Archie asked. "We happen to have three very reliable witnesses right here, who could confirm my story," he said smiling evilly. "And guess what sunshine? Disprove yours. You're out of luck little Emily Sanders."
"Greg! Don't let him touch me!" Emily whined.
"I don't know short stack. You said I wasn't cool,"
"Ok fine. You're cool Greg. Just help me! And don't call me that!"
Nick and Warrick couldn't stand it anymore and cracked up.
She glared at them and said, "That settles it, and you two aren't my favorites anymore."
"What?" they asked her, pouting.
Henry, who had been listening in on this whole ordeal, poked his head in the break room and said, "Archie, I wouldn't tickle her if I were you," he said ominously.
"What? Why are you trying to ruin my fun, Henry?" Archie asked.
"No, I'm just trying to protect you."
"From what?"
"The last time I tried to tickle her I got pinched! And it broke skin!" Henry cried.
"Ah, the pinch of death," Greg said laughing.
"It's her signature move."