Garcia and Morgan walked through the Mandalay Bay casino. She was wearing a Jaws 1975 vintage shirt with a blue skirt. She held a shark stuffed animal in one hand and a plastic bag containing a picture of them from inside the Shark Reef.
"What time is it?" I don't want to be late for the big party tonight." Garcia asked.
Morgan looked at his watch. "We have almost an hour. We should be able to make it back to the hotel, shower and change." He held the door open for her as they walked out to the queue of taxis.
"Let's ask the taxi driver to go back to the hotel by going up the Strip. I want to see all the lights and things on our way." Garcia urged.
"Sounds like a plan." Morgan closed the door of their taxi and told the driver to go up Las Vegas Blvd. to the Encore.
Her eyes lit up as they drove past the Luxor and Excalibur. "Wow, look at how unique these are."
They stopped at a traffic light, Morgan looked out his window. "Look at that."
Garcia moved over to look out his window up at the New York, New York casino. "Please tell me that is not a rollercoaster on the top of a casino."
"You better believe it. You want to go?"
She lightly smacked his chest. "You are crazy!" The traffic light finally turned green and they started up the street. They gawked at the fifty-foot tall Coca-Cola glass bottle. "Reid would be in caffeine heaven if he saw this." She uttered.
The cars in front of them slowly inched forward. "What is taking so long?" Garcia tried to look ahead. "Do you think it is an accident?"
The driver looked at her through his mirror. "No, it is the people crossing the street whenever they feel like it."
Garcia and Morgan then noticed all the cars in front of them trying to make a right turn into the parking garage entrance but the people just kept walking.
"This is ridiculous." Morgan sighed.
"Yeah," the driver started, "bridges have been built over the major cross streets so we can avoid things like this. But it gets bad at the small garage entrances."
Garcia's eyes widened. "Look at the Eiffel Tower replica." She then turned to Morgan. "Why have you ever taken me to Paris?"
"Just say the word, Baby Girl." He winked.
They were at a standstill again. "Oh look." Morgan pointed to his left. The fountains in front of the Bellagio were shooting into the air. He rolled down his window and they could hear the music accompanying the dancing water. The show stopped just as the cars started to budge.
"How long as it been?" Garcia asked.
"It's already been a half hour."
"What? We only traveled a couple of blocks." Garcia snarked.
The driver looked at her again. "It's a Saturday night. I hear there is a big to-do at the Encore tonight, that will create some more traffic. It is actually moving pretty quickly, considering."
"I'd hate to see it on a slow day." Morgan started to show his stress.
Reid nervously adjusted his bowtie.
"Don't worry. Everything will be great." JJ reassured him. "And stop fussing with that." She fixed his tie. She looked at him decked out in a classy tuxedo that Morgan heled to pick out and smiled.
He put out his arm and she held onto it as he led her to the red carpet entrance. JJ looked like she was dipped in chocolate in her brown, velvet gown that had a small train behind her.
Reid was out of his comfort zone as the paparazzi attacked them with camera flashes. But they smiled and stood for pictures, slowly making their way to the entrance of the gala. They could already hear the music blaring from inside. Fatboy Slim's song Wonderful Night was playing, setting the perfect, upbeat, party tone for the start of their evening.
Rossi looked around his hotel room, making sure he wasn't forgetting anything. He put his room key in his wallet, grabbed his tux jacket, draped it over his arm and headed out.
As he walked down the hall, he noticed a woman in a short cocktail dress leaned up against the wall, crying.
"Are you okay, miss?"
She turned to look at him with watery eyes. "Yes." She replied.
Rossi couldn't help by notice her square jaw and adam's apple. "You don't seem like you are alright."
She dabbed her eyes lightly with the balled up tissue so to not ruin her makeup. "My boyfriend just dumped me but I left some things in his hotel room and I have been trying to work up the courage to knock on his door."
"Yeah, that can be rough. But you know, it gets more difficult the longer you wait. I think you should take a deep breath and just get it over with."
She touched his arm. "Thank you, sweetie." She turned and knocked on his door while Rossi continued toward the elevators.
"What do you want?" The man barked. "I thought I told you to get lost."
"I just needed to get my bag and then I will be on my way and out of your life." She said after mustering the courage.
"I want you out of my life now! So fuck off!"
"That is no way to talk to a lady." Rossi stepped by her side.
Emily stood in front of Hotch in only her underwear as he buttoned up his shirt. "You know, you don't need to do anything else, you look great!" He smirked.
"Ha, really funny." She stepped into her gown and pulled it up over her shoulders. She turned around displaying her long, red dress with a slit up to her right thigh. "Oh, my earrings." She remembered and went into the bathroom.
"Do you know where my jacket is?" He asked looking in the closet.
"Yes, it's in here behind the door, I was steaming it earlier."
Hotch walked into the bathroom and shut the door to reveal his jacket hanging on the hook behind the door. He walked behind Emily as his arms slid around her waist and kissed her on the neck. "You know, we can run a little late."
She finished putting in her earrings and pushed him with her hips. "Oh, stop it. I don't want to be late, we need to be there for Reid."
"You're right." He picked up his jacket then turned the door handle but the door didn't open. He continued to twist and turn as he pulled but it didn't budge. Hotch looked to Emily. "Do you want to hear something funny?"