"Absolutely not." Aaron shakes his head, crossing his arms over his chest as he stares you down.

"Wait, what?" You frown. "Dad, please. I already got accepted!"

"There's no way I'll let you work for the BAU, sweetheart." He sighs.

"But...I already talked to Rossi - my desk is all set up. The paperwork is done, dad." You keep pushing, frowing at his sour mood.

"I don't care." He states.