Meanwhile, in the conference room, JJ, Prentiss, Morgan, and Dr. Reid were all waiting (some of them more patiently than others). JJ hadn't taken a seat yet (she usually stood while briefing the team), though she was strongly considering taking Hotch's seat. It was looking more and more comfy with every minute, especially since her high-heels weren't very comfy themselves. Prentiss was leaning forward a bit, left hand cupped under her chin to hold up her head. She twirled her hair a little with her free hand while chewing her grape bubblegum. The chewing was getting on Morgan's nerves. Well, not so much the chewing, but the obnoxious smacking she would make every ten seconds.
Hotch and Rossi stormed through the door, took their seats. JJ held back an eye roll, then started up the briefing snappily.
"Killer in Boston. Two vi... Reid! Wake up!"
Reid, who had drifted off while waiting for the "old married couple" (as the younger team members had so aptly named Hotch and Rossi, with how they had been arguing lately), jumped at least five feet when JJ's yell pierced his sleep.
"Yowch," Reid yelped as his knees banged against the bottom of the table.
JJ asked, "Are we all good now?" Then she noticed that Hotch and Rossi were still staring each other down, had been since they entered the room. She gave a resigned sigh, threw the file down on the table with a sharp flick of the wrist, took a seat and pinched the bridge of her nose.
Morgan leaned back a bit in his chair and grinned. He kind of enjoyed the idea of Hotch being on someone else's case for a change. Prentiss scooted over her chair to be closer to him, and they started speaking in hushed tones.
"I've got ten bucks says that Rossi blinks first," said Prentiss.
"Make it five and you've got a bet," said Morgan.
"You really that cheap?"
"I ain't no ambassador's daughter."
"Well, I'd hope not," Prentiss said with a grin. This was followed by a fist bump as they agreed to their terms.
The stare-down had lasted a good five minutes now, neither man had budged. Morgan and Prentiss had the popcorn ready, and were quietly munching away. Reid was knocked out, again. JJ had left to brew her life substance (for those of you playing along at home, that would be coffee). Let's just say that it would be a while before anything got done on this day.