4.8 Pink Tops
She smiles as she looks at the interrogation going on, on the other side of the mirror- actually, she almost chuckles, and doesn't even try to hide it when Van Pelt comes in and comes and asks her if she likes Summer for the murder. She tells her the truth, No, but I like her.
And it's true, you do like her. She is, indeed, a call girl, but that girl… she is definitely something, if she can make Cho lose his proverbial aplomb just like that… and he needs that. Even for just a sec.
He is a bit like Jane, you realized sometime along the ride. He wears a mask to protect the others, and out of shame as well, just like Jane does. They are both, deep down, troubled by their past, by the mistakes of their youth (even if Cho was just a kid, full of rage) even if they shouldn't.
Like they shouldn't fear to show themselves once in a while, nor to admit that they do need others in their lives, even if life (life along criminals, in a certain sense) thought them otherwise. Only, Jane's mask is a smile, while Cho's… a simple lack of emotion visible on his expression.
But for a moment…. He gets paler, and his lips tremble under the onslaught that it's Summer's sexual looks, and Lisbon smiles, almost laughs at the image.
Summer is right. Cho's not hopeless.
Jane….he is another couple of sleeves, but, like he always tells her, she isn't as cynic as she tries to seem, she is… pretty optimistic for a pessimist. And she does believe in hope. She hope that he'll change his mind. She hopes that he'll be able to move on.
She hopes that, one day, he'll move on.