'The Blue Devil'. The name of the bar where you worked, had never meant anything to you. But now it just seemed ironic. Your workplace has been the scene of multiple suspicious murders during the past few weeks. Finally the local police had decided to call in help. The BAU.

Agents had been scoping out the bar all night, they were clearly very frustrated with the fact, your cheap boss didn't want to close it down, even for a night.

A hunky and extremely gorgeous agent, who managed to be propositioned by 5 different women since he entered the bar 10 minutes ago, approaches the counter you're behind.

"Hey beautiful. I'm with the BAU, do you mind if I ask you a few questions?" He grins and gives you a small wink, making you rethink whether he was a real FBI agent, or just extremely bad at questioning people.