#ba-queue

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[at emily's funeral] rossi: i need a moment alone with her bau: of course rossi, leaning over the coffin: ok listen up you little shit i know you're not really dead emily: yeah no shit

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henry on the phone: mommy?

jj: is this henry?

henry: yes, of course its henry who else calls you mommy?

jj, looking at emily: uh, no one

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victim: what does ssa stand for?

morgan: super sexy agent

reid: somewhat superior academically

jj: sanity slowly abating

emily: secret service assasin

hotch: please stop

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emily: girl drop the crystals and pick up a glock. let him feel your energy for real

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penelope, sneaking into the bau in a huge coat: emily: whats with the coat penelope's coat: *hamster noises* penelope: drugs.

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how the bau react when you ask them to hold your drink in the club:

garcia: bought you a new drink because yours was getting warm

hotch: you didn't have to ask, he was already watching it

jj: protects your drink but also mixes it up with her own so when you get back you're not sure whose is whose

morgan: says yes but forgets as soon as he spots a pretty girl across the dancefloor

reid: not only watches the drink, but physically covers it with his hand and glares distrustfully at passers by

rossi: forgets but then buys you a new drink anyway so it's okay

emily: drinks your drink and then gaslights you into thinking you left it with one of the others, successfully

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garcia, signing a legal document in glitter gel pen:

strauss: garcia-

hotch: leave her be.

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emily, on comms: hotch I'm lost

hotch: where?

emily:

emily: what the fuck do you think lost means?