jj: are you ok?
penelope: no, my man whose not really my man was almost blown up by a bomb
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jj: are you ok?
penelope: no, my man whose not really my man was almost blown up by a bomb
Emily: what if I told you none of it was accidental
JJ: and the first night that you saw me
Penelope: nothing was gonna stop me
Hotch *yelling into the bullpen through his open door*: Girls. How many times have I told you. PLEASE STOP SINGING TAYLOR SWIFT AT WORK!!
Penelope: oh boss man, you know the lyrics! Sing with me!
Hotch grumpily singing: I laid the groundwork and then just like clockwork
Derek joining in: the dominoes cascaded in a line
Rossi: you people drive me crazy sometimes
Spencer: agreed.
Penelope: cmon sing it boys!
All of them together: what if I told you I’m a mastermind!
penelope: thank you for coming to sergio’s funeral. he’d be so happy you’re here, he loved you both like sons.
spencer and luke: …
penelope, pointing at tara and luke respectively: emily, i’d like to see more of her and less of him.
emily, concerned: penelope and luke sound like they’re having a really bad fight
tara: that’s foreplay for them
penelope: sir, am i three apples tall to you?
hotch, pinching his nose bridge and sighing: sure, whatever
luke: here’s a picture of penelope yelling at me
luke: do not send help, i’m exactly where i want to be
penelope: luke and i are not dating, that was accidental intercourse!
emily: accidental? what were you trying to do?
penelope: return a book
emily: and your pants fell off?!?