"So, your shirt true?" Hotch asked as he looked at Penelope, quietly and yet thoughtfully Penelope looked down at her shirt reading it for what seemed like the millionth time since she bought it on a whim that one girls' night with JJ and Emily
"With the right people any night is a wild night and as long as the memory isn't blurry then we had fun but there is only one way to find out" she mused but turning back to the door of the elevator hoping the conversation would die, as much as she loved Dave she always had a soft spot for the bruiting Aaron Hotchner
"How does one go and find out?" he whispered knowing he was walking into wrath of David Rossi but with his curiosity peeked he had to know, his secret love of the analysis driving the need to know
"I need to speak to a few people before I can answer that agent Hotchner" and with that the bell pinged their floor and she was gone off to her little domain of fluffy things and weird little dolls.
WILD NIGHTS
"Dave! This is serous! How in the name of holy pickles am I to say to him! He basically asks to jump into our bed!" Penelope say freaking out all the while Dave was chuckling
"So, invite him over to the cabin this weekend where we wouldn't be disturbed and the weekend of debauchery can happen" he smoothly said looking at the dumb struck look on her face
"It wouldn't be the first time Hotch was in my bed and after today probably wouldn't be the last" he shrugged, laughing again and then looking at his watch
"I need to go Kitten, I'll talk to Hotch don't worry so much it will be all ok"