"Hey, sugar. You calling to give me a rush?" Garcia answered your call with a cheerful smile, rolling over in her chair over to the computer. Ever since you'd joined the team she'd been comfortable with you. Her eyes were bright as she typed over the screens, scanning through the different files as you fed her information about drugs being used to knock men out, and then the men being murdered. "Nasty business, sweetheart. Don't worry though, I'm your goddess. Just lay down and worship when I call back."

She bit her lip and smiled as she hung up. Even if she got caught in a few awkward situations by flirting with people over the phone, she still had fun doing it. It was even more fun when people like you had the confidence to flirt back.

It took her a few hours before she finally was able to call back. "Ready to send up a sacrifice, hotstuff?" Garcia said with a small smile, pushing the send button that would print out some information to you. "I have a list of all the different chemicals that could cause this exact reaction, the vomiting, the fainting, the muscle relaxation, it's pretty vague and a lot of chemicals can do that. I'll keep digging."

It took her a long time before she was able to narrow the chemical down to Diazepam. By the time she did you had already figured it out, "Your wish is my command, sweetcheeks. What do you need now? Addresses, names, numbers?" Garcia pulled up a new screen and started typing the needed information. "You say that they're going after men who have issues with alcohol? Want me to check on DUIs, recovery centers, support groups? Say the word, angel."