Penelope always talked a lot, always. No matter the topic, and sometimes no one listened. But you did, you made it your mission to at least sit in her office and listen to her talk on and on about a lot of things. Today was no different. She was going on and on about something she enjoyed.

“Yeah, so I felt bad so I bought a few of them, not that it was a bad thing so I kind of bought a few boxes. But it’s not like a lot of boxes trust me! Okay, maybe I lied, maybe it’s five boxes? But I promise I’ll share! Ooh speaking of which, do you want cookies? Like I’m thinking of making cookies but I don’t know what kind to make…” She trailed off, looking at her computers realizing Hotch had told her to do something for her. You were sitting in the corner of her lair in a beanbag chair. Just listening, you stayed behind from the case because of “personal reasons.” So here you are, listening to her yap.

“Cheese buckets! Hotch told me to dig something up for him. But anyway, think about those cookies, ‘Kay?”