The Las Vegas FAA Office was located in an annex of McCarren airport. Before going there, however, Emma insisted on taking a detour to her apartment so she could change her clothes.

"I can't expect anyone to take me seriously dressed like this," she explained, indicating her black cocktail dress. "Also, this is not exactly functional. I need to change into something else; something I can work in."

When they arrived in front of the 50's era apartment building that Emma lived in, Rossi insisted on remaining in the car. "I walked up those antiquated stairs once this evening," he told Reid and Emma. "And once is enough!"

"Dave, I told you to call me when you got here," Emma reminded him. "I would have come down."

"A gentleman always calls for a lady at her door," Rossi told her with a stern look. "Now, go – Get changed - But don't be too long!"

Emma make short work of hurrying up the stairs to her third floor apartment, with Reid trailing along behind her.

"I thought you were going to move," he complained.

"And I told you it was going to be a while," Emma reminded him. "I have some student loans I am still paying on. And, some other bills. Remember – I have a budget I need to live within!"

She paused to unlock her door. "Besides, this is My Home! Now, why don't you make yourself comfortable? This shouldn't take more than a minute or two. It's not like I have a lot of clothes to choose from."

After Emma had disappeared into her bedroom, Reid took the opportunity to look around the small living space. One of the first things he noticed was a bag from a well-know lingerie shop, sitting on the couch. Curious, he picked it up and discovered it was empty.

"You've been shopping?" he raised his voice so Emma could hear him.

"What?" Emma walked back into the living area, dressed in a pair of dark trousers and a tailored, long-sleeve shirt. Reid noticed that her hair was now pulled up on top of her head where it had been fashioned into a knot.

"Oh, yes!" she noticed the bag in his hand. "When the dress Dave sent over arrived, I realized I didn't have any underwear to go with it. So, I had to run out and grab something."

"Underwear?" Reid sounded uncertain.

"Yeah – I ended up having to get a complete ensemble," Emma explained. She looked up a Reid and smirked.

"Use your imagination," she suggested. "For now – "

She picked up her backpack, purse, and jacket and headed for the door. "If you are ready – "

Rossi noticed that Reid's ears were an unnatural shade of red when he and Emma returned to the car.