"Come on Em!" Garcia whined, waving the flyer around.

"No." Emily Prentiss shrugged, "I'm not interested."

"Please!"

"Ask Morgan, I'm sure he'd love to." Prentiss nodded her head towards the FBI agent who breezed in the door. He perked his head up when he heard his name.

"Love to what?" He asked.

"Technical Analyst, Penelope Garcia, wants to take you to your rightful place Morgan, the Circus." Prentiss grinned, leaning her head to one side as she talked.

"My rightful place?" Morgan jerked, "What about our very own one man Circus act?" He motioned towards Reid, who came running through the door.

"Whats going on?" Reid asked, dumping his stuff on the desk.

"Technical Analyst, Penelope Garcia-"

"Oh dont start that again!" Garcia crowed, swatting Prentiss with the flyer, "Whats with the formalities anyway?"

"Nothing really." Prentiss shrugged before turning to Reid again, "Garcia wants to take us to the Circus."

"Really?" Reid said, "Doesn't seem like a very FBI thing to do."

"Exactly!" Garcia cried, "We've all gotten so boring!" She threw her hands up into the air, realeasing the flyer as she did so, "I was on the phone with Kevin last night and we were talking-"

"So that's it!" Morgan laughed.

"What?" Garcia, Prentiss, and Reid asked.

"She's trying to outdo her boyfriend! What'd he do that was so amazing?" Morgan smiled.

"Does it matter?" Garcia said, dancing around the question, "Anyway, we dont do anything fun! Remember that one time we went to a bar and Morgan," She pointed at the dark man, "You were dancing with all those girls! And JJ was playing darts with all those hot and hunky men, and the rest of us enjoyed drinks! And, and Reid," She pointed to the young doctor, "You played waht, 20 questions or something with those other nerds?"

Reid sat, his pointer fingers to his lips in thought,"Yeah," he leaned forward in his chair, "Wasn't that right before I got kidnapped and beaten and drugged?"

Everyone stood around him and Garcia howling with laughter!

"That right Pretty Boy! Maybe doing stuff with you guys is just a bad omen or something!" Morgan belted out laughing.

"You mean bad luck." Reid corrected.

"Whatever!"

Garcia looked down, and sniffled. Then she wiped her eyes.

"Aww Baby Girl!" Morgan turned serious, wrapping his arms around her, "I didn't mean it that way."

"Yes you did." Garcia whimpered.

"Im sorry Pen." Emily shot up.

"Yeah, we'll go with you! We'll even get the others in on it!" Reid said from his desk, taking and opening the first of the many files on his desk.

"Great!" Penelope Garcia shot up, face bright, happy, and alive! She literally skipped out of the room, whisteling the whole way. But she popped her head around the door a second later.

"Thanks for helping Reid! I couldn't have persuaded them without your great acting!" she giggled.

Prentiss and Morgan turned to the young profiler, murder written across their faces.

"What?" Reid shrugged.

"You just- you!" Prentiss stamped her foot. Morgan just sighed and shook his head angrily.

"what?" Reid asked again, "I wanna go to the Circus too."