Lisbon rinsed the grounds from her coffee mug and placed the vessel in the dishwasher.

So, another day ending with the bad guy perp-walked from the building.

It irked her that success was directly attributable to the unorthodox genius of her insufferable consultant, the handsome blond man with the dangerous smile.

She looked up at the sound of juvenile giggling. The aforementioned blond was in the bullpen juggling plastic bags containing evidence from the recent case, much to the delight of Van Pelt's visiting niece, laughing up a storm.

Lisbon growled and charged forward.

"Jane! Put those down! Now!