Ok, here's another chappie for the new writing style! Just note, those are not real addresses.
-Please review! I need to know if you're liking this style or not. Please!

To: Spencer Reid
From: Dani Lereux
Subject: Strangers

Dear Spencer,

So the WEIRDEST thing happened to me today. I was out with my friend and we decided to stop for coffee at this little café we always go to. So we go in and order, blah blah blah, and as we are standing there just getting out coffee from the counter, this guy taps me on the shoulder. He was probably in his mid thirties.

So I looked at him all questioning-like and he asks if I had ever modeled before. I shook my head and was about to walk away, thinking this guy is trying to pick me up, right? What a lame pick up line. But he stops me and explains that he runs this modelling agency and that I had this 'look'. Ok, this 'look', I'm thinking he's some perv trying to get in my pants or take raunchy pictures of me. So I say I'm not interested and started pushing my friend towards the door, but before we got out he stopped me and handed me this card, says to call if I changed my mind.

He leaves and I look at the card, I couldn't believe it. He's a freaking photographer for Elle Magazine. (It's a big fashion magazine, in case you didn't know…) How crazy is that?! Some random guy comes up to me in this little café and asks me if I was a model, then gives me his card.

-Dazed and Confused.

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To: Dani Lereux
From: Spencer Reid
Subject: Re:Strangers

Dani,

Wow, that does sound like you had a crazy day. But don't forget (as you have mentioned in the subject), this guy IS a stranger! I don't know if you're wanting to accept the job or not, but if you do, please be careful. I've read up on all these horror stories on models and what they go through, and the whirlwind of pressure and drugs… Just be careful.

Ah, here comes JJ. Looks like I gotta go.

-Spencer

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To: Dani Lereux
From: Emily Prentiss
Subject: Model!

Wow, Dani! That sounds so exciting! Although, I have to say I'm not surprised, you have the looks to be a model! Elle magazine! I used to read that all the time when I was in France, pretending that I too, would be one of those gorgeous girls in there. But instead, here I am hunting down psycho killers. Oh well, at least I can point to a picture in a high fashion magazine and tell people, hey I know her! Which, by the way, you HAVE to send me every single magazine that you're in. I'll pay you for them of course. Or I'll just have to order it online if you won't cooperate.

It was funny, when Reid mentioned that guy who came up to you with the model proposition, of course Morgan overheard and started blabbering on about how someone Reid knows is going to be a high fashion model. He hasn't stopped talking about it all week (much to Reid's dismay, that boy embarrasses too easy and Morgan knows it).

Again, congrats! And send me your first shoot!

-Em

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DANI has logged online

SPENCER REID: Hey! What are you doing up? Isn't it like 2am there?

DANI: Yeah, it sure is. I just got home actually. We were doing this shoot at night, it was on top of this like 20 story building! It was crazy.

SPENCER REID: 20 stories?! My god. Is that safe?

DANI: lol Don't worry Spence, they take the necessary precautions for stuff like that. It was really neat though, I think mine might make it into the magazine!

SPENCER REID: Well, that's good then. I'm glad you're enjoying it.

DANI: Geez, don't sound too excited!

SPENCER REID: It's not that! I just don't know a lot about that industry that's all… Except that 55% of models become anorexic or bulimic from the pressure the world puts on models.

DANI: Sick! Well, you don't have to worry about that because I enjoy eating way too much.

SPENCER REID: That's good to hear. I was thinking of Fedex'ing you a ham for Christmas anyways.

DANI: lol Spencer you're weird.

SPENCER REID: No I'm not.

DANI: Yes you are, but that's why I like you.

DANI: Ah, listen, Sophie is knocking on my door, she must have heard me come in. What's she doing awake anyways? Did I tell you, she's been checking out colleges? She graduates in a month, I can't believe it.

DANI: Damnit. Ok I better go she just invited herself in. I'll talk to you later ok?

SPENCER REID: Sure. Good night.

DANI: Night 

DANI has logged off

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EMILY PRENTISS
19403-34st
Quantico, VA
22135

RETURN ADDRESS
DANI LEREUX
13 Rue Massenet
Nice, France
06000

Em,
Fresh off the press! I had to haggle with the manager to get it before it came out, but you know how convincing I can be. Check page 43, can you believe that's me?
-D

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"She said page 43!" Morgan urged from behind as Emily sat at her desk in the bullpen. She had noticed the package on her front step on her way to work, and seeing the return address she decided on bringing it with her since she was running late.

"I know, calm down…" Emily scolded teasingly as she glanced over her shoulder at Morgan who was looking on in curiosity. They were the only members of the team there yet, besides Hotch who was already locked up in his office preparing for the day.

"Man, I haven't read one of these in YEARS…" Emily muttered as she flipped through the glossy pages splattered with French antics and reports on fashion.

"Oh come on, Prentiss." Morgan exasperated and plucked the magazine from her hands to flip the alien-languaged pages to 43.

He let out a low whistle as he studied the page, "Damn!" He said out loud, making Prentiss stand up from her chair and walk around to Morgan's side.

"What, what?" She pressed as she tried to stand on her tip toes to see. Morgan leaned the magazine down slightly and Emily's breath was taken away when she seen the dark haired beauty staring back at her. Her green eyes stood out intensely, framed by long, loose curls and her delicate bone structure.

"Wow!" Emily exclaimed and grabbed the magazine from Morgan's hands to get a better look.

"Wow, what?" A curious voice sounded from behind the two and they spun around to see Garcia, just walking in. She was wearing a bright purple jacket and carrying a darker bag, the lilac color of her glasses brining out her blue eyes.

"Reid's lover girl is a model." Morgan told her, his smile wide. Emily rolled her eyes, feeling bad for what Reid was going to have to put up with when he rolled in.

"What? Let me see…" Garcia demanded as she made her way closer. Emily handed the magazine over and she looked at the picture, nodding in approval.

"She's pretty hot, hey?" Garcia said as she looked up at her colleagues. "And you're SURE this is the girl who's been talking to our sweet, little genius??" She asked almost incredulously.

Morgan nodded, almost in as much disbelief as she was.

"Hey guys, what's going on?" Reid's unmistakable voice floated in unexpectedly as he walked past them to his desk across from Prentiss'. He set down his extra large coffee and shrugged off his messenger bag as he turned on his computer.

"Reid…" Garcia spoke up as a devilish, lipsticked smile spread across her face. "You didn't tell me your girlfriend was a model!"

Reid spun around in his chair and looked at the group with a confused expression. "Huh?"

"Your girlfriend, she's pretty hot." Morgan supplied as he tossed the magazine onto his younger teammate's lap. Reid looked down in confusion and seen the beautiful woman staring up at him. He was about to ask what they were talking about, but when he seen the eyes he instantly recognized the woman as Dani.

His cheeks immediately flushed.

"She's not my girlfriend." He replied and tossed the magazine back to Prentiss. "We're just friends."

"Uh huh…" Morgan dragged suspiciously as he eyed the young genius in front of them. "And I'm actually Caucasian."

Reid heard Emily snort at the comment, but she tried to cover it up by coughing. He glared at Emily then turned back to the reports on his desk.

"I'm serious, we're just friends." He said just as Hotch stepped out of his office and announced a new case.

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SPENCER REID has logged online

DANI: Did you see it?

SPENCER REID: See what?

DANI: The magazine! It should have been there by now, I sent it to Emily like a week ago. Please don't tell me it got lost in the mail…

SPENCER REID: Oh yeah, that. No she brought it in yesterday.

DANI: And…?

SPENCER REID: …And…?

DANI: What did you think??

SPENCER REID: Well… I couldn't understand most of it… But I THINK it was a magazine… Something about fashion maybe? Clothes? I don't know, I think I seen some accessories in there somewhere…

DANI: Spencer!

SPENCER REID: lol I'm just kidding. Yeah, I saw it.

DANI: What did you think?

SPENCER REID: What do you mean?

DANI: My picture! Wasn't it cool? That's me on the roof of a 20 story building. Modelling for Christ sake!

SPENCER REID: Yeah, it was pretty cool.

DANI: Cool? That's all you have to say?

SPENCER REID: I guess? I'm not much of a fashion guy… The picture was awesome though.

DANI: Awesome… Ok I guess I can settle for awesome. But I must run, my Aunt wants me to help with supper. TTYL!

DANI has logged off

SPENCER REID: ...You looked beautiful.