Rossi's Winnings
"So Rossi, I've been meaning to ask, what happened to your 50K?"
"I have to admit, the kid did better than I thought."
"Better than you thought?" Reid exclaimed. "I added another zero to that number!"
"Wait a second. Reid, are you telling me that after the short amount of time you were in there you walked out with $500,000.00?"
"That's exactly what I'm saying."
"Damn Reid. I know you're good, but I didn't realize that you were that good."
"Gee, thanks, Emily. It's always nice to find out more than one team member underestimated me," remarked Reid sarcastically.
"Don't let him guilt you Emily. I gave him a 20% cut." Emily's jaw dropped at Rossi's statement. In the meantime, Morgan had wandered into the bullpen where the conversation was taking place.
"Sounds like a genius I know is buying me dinner tonight," he commented, wrapping his arm around Reid's shoulder, smiling at the young man.
"Screw that," Prentiss replied, "I'm hitting up the guy who has the other 80%." She slid into her jacket and picked up her purse. "How about French, Rossi? You can afford to fly us to Paris for the night," she teased. Rossi rolled his eyes.
"You sound like one of my ex-wives."
"Did you fly them to Paris?"
"Of course not, that's ridiculous."
"Maybe that's why they're all exes," taunted Prentiss. Morgan and Reid laughed.
"For the record, I'm not flying us anywhere," confirmed Reid, mock seriousness on his face.
"No worries, pretty boy. There are plenty of good restaurants right here that I'm too cheap to patronize." Reid rolled his eyes as he wrapped his own arm around Morgan and they waved goodnight to Rossi and Prentiss.
"You know, I would think that you've had your fill of French cuisine," Rossi stated dryly.
"Well then what do you suggest?"
"I was thinking Italian."
"Of course you were," she said as she rolled her eyes.
"Have you ever been to Parma?" Rossi asked, his eyes twinkling.
"No." Emily studied his face carefully. "Wait – are you serious?"
"Follow me and you'll find out." Rossi slung his jacket over his shoulder and headed to the elevators, a wide smile on his face, Prentiss on his heels.