"I bet you had a cheerleader Barbie when you were a kid, Van Pelt," Jane said, making idle conversation in the CBI office with Van Pelt, Rigsby and Cho. For the moment the team did not have a case.
"I think you really are psychic," Van Pelt answered him.
"Come on," Cho said. "That was hardly an example of psychic powers."
"No?" Van Pelt said.
"We already know that your father was a football coach. Of course you'd have a cheerleader Barbie," Cho answered.
"I bet it was your favorite," Jane said. Van Pelt beamed at him.
"I could have guessed that," Cho said.
"That it was her favorite?" Jane said.
"Of course," Rigsby said. "You'll have to do a neater trick than that to impress us now."
"You are becoming accustomed to my psychic prowess?" Jane said, gently mocking.
"See, he just said he was psychic," Van Pelt said.
"No," Rigsby said. "But what little girl didn't play with Barbie dolls?" As he said it, Lisbon walked through the door.
"Perfect timing," Jane said with a little smile. "Lisbon."
"What, Jane?" Lisbon said.
"Dinosaurs," Jane answered.
Lisbon blinked at him, dumbfounded. "Jane," she said. "I find that you make less and less sense the more I get to know you."
"I make perfect sense," Jane said.
"Prehistoric creatures, died millions of years ago, where do they come in then, if you make so much sense?" Lisbon said.
"Actually, we were talking about Barbies," Jane clarified.
"Because that's so much clearer," Lisbon said.
"Rigsby asked, as you quite conveniently walked through the door, what girl doesn't play with Barbies," Jane said.
"Okay," Lisbon said. "So I need to send Rigsby to another gender relations class. You still don't make sense."
"Yes, but you didn't play with Barbies," Jane said. "You just don't seem like a Barbie sort of girl."
"You've got that right, at least," Lisbon said.
"See, Van Pelt was a Barbie sort of girl once and I'm sure Cho had his GI Joe and Rigsby had his fire truck," Jane said. "But you, you played with dinosaurs."
Lisbon paused and blushed ever so slightly. "Oh, yeah," she said. "How do you know that?"
"You had nothing but brothers and little boys don't like playing with dolls," Jane said. "Well, most of them don't. That means if you ever wanted anyone to play with you, you had to play with cars and fire trucks and dinosaurs."
"Uh huh, right Jane," Lisbon said, neither confirming nor denying it.
"But the dinosaurs were your favorite," Jane finished.
Lisbon's blush deepened a little. "There's nothing wrong with dinosaurs," she said.
Cho and Rigsby started to laugh.
"You're right," Jane said with his usually showman's smile. "There's nothing wrong with dinosaurs." But then he started to laugh as well. "You know," he added, "You embarrass remarkably easy."
Lisbon shook her head. "All of you can just…" she said and then she shook her head again and walked off.
"All of us can just what?" Jane called behind her.
Lisbon went into her office and shut her door behind her. Around the desks, Rigsby, Jane and Cho started to laugh again.
"Dinosaurs?" Rigsby said, laughing.
Even Van Pelt had cracked a little smile.
Jane caught Van Pelt's eye as she smiled. "Now," he said, "Do you want to hear about how you had a crush on your ninth grade math teacher?"