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The plane ride was uneventful for Reid but for the whole ride over he felt uneasy, like something was going to happen, but nothing did, and he passed it off as wanting to see Lila again. He got his bag and walked to the front of the building wanting to rent a car and call Lila and tell her that he was there. He was a little disappointed that Lila did not meet him at the airport. Before he made it very far he saw a man dressed in a black suit holding up a sign that read 'Spencer Reid'.

He didn't understand why the person would be holding his name up at first, but then it dawned on him that Lila might have sent him to make sure he got to where he was going with no worries. He went up to the person and said "Hi, I'm Spencer Reid." He stuck out his hand for the man to shake but he didn't take it, he didn't even look at it.

The man put away the sign and said in a snobbish proper tone, "Hello Dr. Reid, I am Roger Mills and I will be the one driving you today. Now if you could please walk this way I will lead you to the car."

Reid looked confusedly at Roger but decided to walk with him all the same. They walked out of the airport without talking. Reid could tell the Roger did not like him but he was far to use to that kind of behavior because of either where he worked at or how smart he was. He had the distinct impression that the man in front of him did not like him because of how he dressed. Robert kept looking him up and down with a disgusted look; he never looked at face or at his gun. Reid didn't know what or why but something about Roger seemed out of place. Reid took another long look at the man in front of him and started to analyze him. That's when he smiled. He knew what was wrong but decided to play along, at least until they got to the car.

When they got outside the man walked to a door of a limousine and opened the door. Reid stood there with his mouth open for a few seconds. Roger gave a little cough that pulled Reid out of his shock. He had expected Lila to do something flashy and unexpected but he did not expect her to have a limo waiting outside for him. He crawled into the limo inexpertly and sat there wondering what he should do.

When Roger started the car, Reid waited until they were safely out of the airport before he said anything to the man. "So how long have you been acting?"

Roger looked back in surprise swerving all over the road. He had thought that he had done a pretty good job of deceiving the FBI guy. "Well damn, how'd you know?"

"You were trying too hard. You were a little over zealous to get every detail of a snobby limo driver down. And I've seen you in a couple of movies." Reid smiled in satisfaction.

"Well hell, Lila told me that you weren't going to fall for it. So if you're FBI then how come you don't wear the black suit and black sunglasses?" Robert was a little disappointed that his acting skills couldn't outdo a top FBI profiler but his curiosity won over disappointment.

Reid almost busted out laughing at this. This guy would have a field day with Hotch. "You don't have to wear a black suit and have black sunglasses. Actually I'm on vacation so I didn't bring any of my work clothes. The only thing that I have is my gun and badge." Reid played with the knobs and switches in the backseat. He laughed when he found the bottle of coke where the campaign was supposed to be.

"Oh yeah she ordered this limo for you." Robert said smiling. "She doesn't know it yet but I paid off the limo driver so that I could meet you first and see if you were as good as she said you were."

Reid smiled. He couldn't help but feel comfortable around Robert. "So do I hold up to her standards?"

"That my friend," he said as they pulled into Lila's driveway, "remains to be seen."