“Really? You want my help??” Rossi asked with an amused smirk, snickering at you.

You had somewhat developed a crush on Emily Prentiss. You got all nervous around her, wanted to please her so badly, your heart got faster when she so much as breathed near you. You didn’t know what to do.

You were at a loss.

So, you did what any normal person would do. Go to a man that’s been married three times for advice. Great plan.

“I mean, I can give you some advice, kid. Can’t guarantee it will work.”