"She's like... a walking lie detector," *Morgan whispers to Garcia with raised eyebrows, looking at you. *

You're sitting at your desk, intensely watching the recording of a recent interrogation with furrowed eyebrows.

"It kind of scares me. As if she could find out my deepest, darkest secrets just by looking in my eyes," Garcia answers with her usual dramatic flair. Reid rolls his eyes, "Lucky guesses," he claims.

"With a 100% accuracy rate," Morgen nudges Reid with a smug smile, "Jealous?"

"She's Gideons niece, she got the easy way in," Reid defends himself, but Garcia starts to giggle.

"She's been working at another FBI unit for a while, you know what they say about her? Ten minutes with a suspect and she can tell if they lie. Half an hour to figure out their intentions. An hour to predict their next move," she praises.

"And in every other aspect regarding our work, she's average at best," Reid speaks louder than before, catching your attention. The duo leaves the scene immediately, leaving only Reid in your line of sight.