"She loves me, she loves me not," he said, plucking the petals off the daisy. "She loves me…"
"Jane? Do you want to come look at our victim, please?"
He plucked three more petals, murmuring the expected script as he approached the CBI agents gathered around a body. Obviously a murder since most people lacked the ability to stab themselves in the back.
A white daisy petal landed in the lumbar region of the body. He looked at Lisbon, smiling hopefully.
"So, do you?" he asked.
"Not. Until after you get back to work," she warned pointing at the body.
